Archive for October, 2008

I want to see my mother’s eyes of blue

I want to see some happy memories too

But though I try and try with all my might

all I ever see is red and white

I want to smell the hops and see the green

I want to conjure up what childhoods mean

but every time I shut my eyes up tight

all I ever see is red and white

How long will it be before I see

some pictures that will bring relief to me

How long before my heart will let it go

and set me free to let my feelings flow

Oh how I wish I could erase that sight

Of blood, blood red and pure cotton white

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Although your age in months
Is but a meagre minus three

I’m writing this to let you know
You mean the world to me

Just thinking of the joy you’ll bring
In all the years to come

Replaces all my winter moans
With glorious summer sun

I want to introduce myself
I’m your Uncle G

And tell you that you’ll always have
A friend right here in me

I cannot give you Frankincense
And Myrrh is far too rare

And as for gold I doubt I’ll have
A single copper spare

But head and heart and life and soul
I’ll pledge to you with joy

‘cause even though you’re not yet born
You’re my favourite girl/boy

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I walked a mile with Pleasure
She chattered all the way
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne’er a word said she
But oh, the things
I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me

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