Something Old, Something New
Everything he had he gave to meThis house, envelope, box and a key, was all he had left to me.With trembling hands I opened the note,heart tortured, I read what he wrote.All my worldly possessions I leave behindI pray that for you, the years will be kind.The key opens the box, my prizes are hidden there.Your birth bracelet, first tooth, locks from your hair.My grandfathers pocket watch, it's old and worn, Dad gave it to me the day you were born.Your mo...