"Tell me a story Daddy?"
"Amber Rose, you know it's past...

I woke naked today from my slumber
And you were lying next to me...

Dear Diary,
Just last night I had a dream...

How can I begin to tell you
In my day how often I think of you...

Way too brief your Season In The Sun
Much too young to die...

You are not yet mine,
But I'm drifting once again...

Fighting the current
Defying the masses...

I'm writing this poem for my son
He really wanted a funny one...

These certain days will always come and go
These moments will always touch my soul...

We say I love you to one another
At least a hundred times a day...

Only four more days 'til Friday
When we're living out our dreams...

\\\"I\\\'m proud to be an American, where at...
Each time I hear those words sung out. they touch...