Bambi's Legacy No. 1

There is a place in time your eyes twinkled just for mine

There was a heartbeat within me and the pitter patter of those before her in our midst 

Every night was like lthe first on that futon in the corner collecting our memory 

Music drew us closer and closer, the mountains brought us comfort 

Dreams of Christmas trees and a big family 

Moved to the city and the dreams changed

Now it was comfort of our own home and the potential around us 

Growing in my belly was a fourth of us of you and me 

Time goes on to football and ice cream nights 

Daddy gets the seat and mama on the blanket with the babes 

Tears fall from mamas eyes as its all on her to support the team 

Daddy goes home and drowns in the beers he sought 

Days and weeks slide by and mama wants to see his eyes twinkle 

So she buys the wine on the shelf and drinks it all, he sees her Mama wants to be seen so every day she seeks the bottle

He reaches out to her when she's had it all and can't speak

In the night he reaches for his phone, no longer her body 

She cries with back turned to him through the night 

Shooting aliens for hours and laughter and song not enough 

He needs her instead, curls and an escape from the zoo he lived 

Wasn't long until the stick bled two lines again 

Begging her he did to end it with an abortion

She wasn't happy but never thought of killing anything made from their love 

She cried, she begged, she pleaded, she starved, she screamed 

He blew it up, he wanted something woman couldn't give 

Yet he still gave another baby to the ogre he called her, he proposed 

To the woman he swore he was pretending with…

 

He swore he wanted something only a man could give him

Send me off the track, grab my heart, take my forgiveness 

Understanding and forgiveness, something he never gave 

She can't shake him, she can't stop loving the man that gave her the greatest gifts 

A lover to be measured against, a lover to never be stopped

With his attention its entrancing and a fairy tale to be told 

To be his is to be held by sex itself