Coming home in the rain
To my home again
My kids, my wife.
The heart of my life
I feel each drop’s a kiss
Not given those who miss
The warmth of folks,
Familiar jokes…
I’m living again.
What can you say about our Cass?
She’s thirty-seven today, God bless...
We’re made for love and we’ve retained
That childhood dream despite the care
And hard frustrations that have rained...
