David, how do I explain?
I don’t understand it myself.
I guess it’s just an open book,
I desperately need help.

You are so sweet.
You hold back so much.
Why don’t you argue?
Or even cuss?

Mending this friendship,
Would it survive?
How is it after death,
We are revived?

10-29-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Davey D. (aka Homey)
One of our early arguments that I can’t even remember now. 😉
Me and God love you, Homey! ❤