Walk with me

Walk with me and hold my hand
Tell me that you understand
The nightmares that I have at night
The hopes, the dreams, the need for flight

The times I don't know what to say
The times I need to go away
The times I need to sit and be
The times I need you here with me
The times I cry, though I don't know why
The times I think I want to die
The times I hurt, the times I sing
The times I mess up everything
The times I feel overwhelming joy
The love I have for my wee red boy
The times I need to you to calm me down
The times you have to stop my frown
The times I laugh hysterically
The times I weep inconsolably
The times I fly as if I have wings
The times I need you to deal with things
The times I want to just be me
The times I feel I'll never be free

So walk with me, and hold my hand
My friend, I know that you understand.

A cruisy day of cleaning, cooking and dog walking. Just how it should be.

Off to Mass now and then out for tea. An early night in order for me and the boy tonight.

Half eleven. Not exactly the early night I was going for. However, the lovely G has just left after fixing my dishwasher. It's so handy knowing a plumber. Thanks Mate, very much appreciated. You're a star.

Cheers.