Sometimes We Are Only Aware Of How

And So We Stayed Out In The Garden Of The Old House Until We Couldn't Kick A Ball, Laughing In The Gathering Twilight, Making The Most Of The Good Weather And All The Days That Were Left, Our Little Game Watched Only By Next Door's Cat, And Every Star In The Heavens.

When He Was Born, I Looked At My Little Boy And Felt An Unconditional Love I Never Knew Was Inside Me. As He Grew, And I Watched Him Stagger About, Squeak His First Words, And Turn Into A Beautiful Little Boy, That Feeling Did Not Change.

I Am A Sweet Old Softy, But It Took Toughness To Get Through What I Went Through.

Love Is What's Left When Being In Love Is Gone, Okay? It's When You Care About Someone And You Hope They're Happy, But You're Not Under Any Illusions About Them. Maybe That Kind Of Love Is Not Exciting And Passionate And All Those Things That Fade With Time. All Those Things That You're So Keen On. But In The End It's The Only Kind Of Love That Really Matters.

I Don't Think Much Of Anything I Wrote Before The Age Of 30.