I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test

Whether you want To face it or not I’m still your dad Both of our faults I chose the you

I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed

The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

I’ve lost my joy Not sure where it went I can’t remember It’s sweet smelling scent It had to do

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along

I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit