What was I looking for in that room
Crowded with old books, shelves so full,
It seemed they could not hold another title,
Except where in places a weary volume
Leaned upon its neighbor's crooked spine?
Some dimly remembered novel or poem
I once read and loved, or dreamed of?
Either a real book or the book of dreams
A friend once advised me to record:
Write upon waking, the dreams will come
......
My dad was a police officer...
He took a vow to faithfully serve...
He protected our friends and neighbors...
A man of courage and strong nerve...
He left for work one morning...
As he did most everyday...
He said “Mind your mother...”
It was just his normal way...
......
My dad was a police officer...
He took a vow to faithfully serve...
He protected our friends and neighbors...
A man of courage and strong nerve...
He left for work one morning...
As he did most everyday...
He said “Mind your mother...”
It was just his normal way...
......
What was I looking for in that room
Crowded with old books, shelves so full,
It seemed they could not hold another title,
Except where in places a weary volume
Leaned upon its neighbor's crooked spine?
Some dimly remembered novel or poem
I once read and loved, or dreamed of?
Either a real book or the book of dreams
A friend once advised me to record:
Write upon waking, the dreams will come
......