SHARDS
Love is the wound, That answers our need.
I have been asked my source of inspiration
My Daughter,
She is the basis for the Celtic Warrior Queens I write about.
She is the basis for the art work.
She is a Warrior.
Star Storm the flash of the striking sword.
She will, take your head and sing to it.
No Dad could be more proud, and terrified.
the Shards of my heart,
Are Trash on the floor.
Sharp pieces of me,
I was afraid to catch them,
They left me cut and bleeding
Then She smiled through tears,
and offers them to me,
So, I hold on to her thorns,
So that Together,
We bleed.
Love is the wound,
That answers our need.
The shards of our heart
Leave us,
cut,
and bleeding
The crimes of our pride
Leave us,
Alone,
And grieving.
The scars on our hearts
Prove we're not stone
The wounds in our soul
Were Cuts to the bone,
The ones that we needed
Were never our home
The love that we had
Fell on cold stones
We hold on tight, till the Dawn
Till all of the shadows, are gone
When the light of the morning
Is the light in our eyes,
And love is the truth,
Not a disguise...
So, I hold on to her thorns,
So that Together,
We bleed.
Love is the wound,
That answers our need.
The shards of our heart
Leave us,
cut,
and bleeding
The crimes of our pride
Leave us,
Alone,
And grieving.
The scars on our hearts
Prove we're not stone
The wounds in our soul
Were Cuts to the bone,
The ones that we needed
Were never our home
The love that we had
Fell on cold stones
We hold on tight, till the Dawn
Till all of the shadows, are gone
When the light of the morning
Is the light in our eyes,
And love is the truth,
Not a disguise...
Her Theme song.
So, my smiling red head is her alter ego, cool
Darn, she's good-looking and likely taken!
Joking aside, your daughter sounds like a great girl and honestly am very impressed and proud of you Donn for loving her so much. The two of you sound like the best of buddies and the dearest of kinsmen to one another. I hope you keep holding each other tight, que Dieu vous bénissez tous deux.