Finding it’s own rhythm...
No matter the trouble, no matter the strife,
No matter the winding roads in this life,
God can’t be out given...
It’s promised in the eyes
Of this gift from my daughter...
...this Paige in my life.
kindred spirits, somehow knowing...
She came at a time when this life of mine
was already a cup overflowing.
Then fresh from heaven, I held her...
