This picture I drew

When I drew you, I thought about your touch!

I thought about looking into your eyes

Hearing your voice and remembering your cry

I thought about the special things you do

The ways you made me laugh or how you would move!

Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your breast

Oh where should I begin? Oh what should I choose?

It’s like when I met you I was lost and confused

I needed someone, “I am just glad it was you!”

I believe you’re an angel, “yes this is true!”

Yes I was lonely and drinking some booze,

My life just fell apart, so how could I lose?

We had fun, danced, travelled, made love and the time just flew!

But then I made some bad decisions,

“Yes there was a few!”

My behavior landed me here in prison, “now I must give the devil his due.”

This is such a high price and yes it makes me blue

But I thank God for my life, the memories and this picture I drew!

Happy Mother’s Day!

Rob aka Kid Rock

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