Lydia loves her new wagon...and so do I. What a bargain I found at a garage sale on Sunday.
Lydia now tells me she would like Donald to trip and fall on into the wagon. I replied to her, Lydia - I think the Donald is a thing of a realm to be forgotten. I leaned on my left leg and spoke words only the Lyd would understand...
Lydia - Donald will always be in your mind and heart. He is a fixture. Like I made you Lydia, a fixture - strong, full of love, and happiness.
...but dreaming just comes natural...like the first breath from a baby...like sunshine feeding daisies...like the love hidden deep in your heart.
Donald and Lydia
John Prine
I love my Dear Lydia, I love the words and music of John Prine.
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