Hey Ma met this girl Hair dark as the night no blonde ‘d curl We spoke of numbers Twelve and one That had blessed a daughter And brought a son Our times seemed full of remember But never met or shared a December Laughter leaped and twinkled eye Time stood still as it passed me bye A soft embrace lifted a solid heart Shackles fell and feelings part Night colder now our walk apart Wishing a wish that this is a start. © 2013