Keep Looking Up

Dad, I heard you in the winter wind today

across a crisp November sky

and your timing just may

be a balm that serves my soul.

I doubt that the days gone by

have dimmed your love
or those lessons of "why"

that set me on the right path.

Dad, I heard you in the winter wind today

across a crisp November sky

and your timing just may

be a balm that serves my soul.