keeps me hid


My kids in front of me, pushing into sunlight and we are running to church and they are all chunk footed over ice and tripping and falling down and skinning up their knees

Jumping back up and wanted to get to church first…
My son the acolyte down the aisle the candle, James the boanagers

Later on after church, mom getting the keys, and the kids just running out of the northex and into the street, we have to beat mom, we will beat mom

Me running in my Sundays clothing, my shoes, up the street… we run and run, they run and run… and beat mother home holding sunlight.

But we are…

I want to tell everybody buddy but I could not get across, I wanted to be your lover but I could never be your boss.

That is how I met her I Kodiak

me and kim