Misty Morning

Mother don't you recognize your son?

Care for what your careless love has done

Lay your teary face against my hand

Let your boy in it's the morning he's at the door

Kiss his forehead let him know that you're in control

He might ignore it might forget you never feel it

That's the hardest part the start is where the art is

When you're low and you've hit your floor but don't let it show

Act as if I'm next to you breathing in it there's relief

I'm your blanket don't wake up with misty morning eyes no more

The rain has staked its claim on water and mist for sisters

If you want let your light take the sun to task

It don't take all that long

I'm conceited to think you need me to tell you what you're feeling

I could draw it make a mix to let you know

I'm a artist that's where my heart is so let's get started

Either way hit your low or reach your peace of mind

You find you can forget and let go

Let it go

It don't take all that long to rip it up and put it back together

I'm a razor, shaper, ruler, paper, first in my class at arts and crafts

It don't take all that long

Deganawida