My Rebecca

Tomcat stares into the high grass Song of leaves float on like a cool breeze Soft magnolia nights Porchswing groans and creaks the evening Old quilt would hold their warming sweet souls Loving afterglow She would shine like the world now Make the whole town Smile and sigh lost in her eyes And her laugh would warm your soul now Sweet golden somehow Neverending skies in her blue eyes It scares him when those feelings well in Sits and stares across the old dirt road Rows of pecan grove The moonlight glows on like a porchlight It Breaks apart that old pecan grove How they stand alone And she would light up a room now He cant explain how She was so fine life was so kind It rushes in like she's there now The smell of her hair now Sitting on the swing crickets would sing Every Sunday his daughter calls in, He says he's happy alone But the truth is darling He really can't let her go And she knew he loved her with his heart and soul Loved her right while she grew old Always by her side He goes back he thinks back on those old times It seemed like such a simpler life the world he saw as a child