With every mistake
We must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know how you were diverted
You were perverted, too
I don’t know how you were diverted
No one alerted you

I look at you all
See the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

I will always be Dad, I promise, hugs will be the same, kisses & of course love that grows stronger every second that I don’t see you or hear your voice…oh how I miss your laughter.

The door is always open, you will never be turned away, we can talk about it, we can cry about it, we can ignore it until you’re ready, you decide.

This page is for my “little girl” and no one else, she knows Dad “heart sheep” she knows Dad will always “heart sheep” that is all that matters. I wait patently for the day when she decides she wants to just be herself again… and she knows where & who she can be herself around all the time. No games, no “watch what you say” or “you can’t wear that”, just you being you. I’m still here just being me & sadly you just really started to enjoy the “real” me and not the “Dad” me who had to make all the rules. So many times I gave you that “mulligan” “don’t tell your mom”, I tried so hard. You will always have a place to call home with me, so “heart sheep Turd” L, –D