Carson Hill

An eye opening day in a simple, small town...

 

Driving on that hill etched
with your family name;
decades of love and
a tiny bit of shame.

The history of you and
those who are deceased;
To be in that family tree
would make me so pleased.

The pride I had next to you
while taking in the sights
made me forget our issues
and all those nasty fights.

Your beautiful eyes and just
the funny way you are
became so clear to me that
one day in the car.

Your mysterious ways that
entice me to never want to drift;
That is no mistake by God,
but a pure genetic gift.

Now it is so apparent
that thing I did not know.
It was fates sweet history
that made me love you so.