It is my home, my neighborhood, and my history. It is what I am and where I came from. Embarrassing? Yes Boring? Never

Friday, February 10, 2012

I'll String Along with You

"You may not be an angel, 'cause angels are so few
But until the day that one comes along, I'll string along with you
I'm looking for an angel, to sing my love song to
And until the day that one comes along, I'll string along with you

For every fault that you have, dear, I've got three or four
The human little faults that you do have, just make me love you more
You may not be an angel, but still I'm sure you'll do
So until the day that one comes along, I'll string along with you"


My mother loved this song, I heard her in my sleep last night, humming it over and over.  I woke up with it in my head and heart.  It is so funny when it happens, those moments when she seeps into my dreams and gives me something to smile about.   I miss her.