It seems you speak my language clear,
And my heart hears what you say.
I'm sure you didn't study it,
Life just handed it to you that way.
So be it then, the reality
That we help each other stand,
Through the tears, the smiles, and over the miles
We are a brother band.
Thank you that you hear me,
And thank you that you speak
In a way that my heart hears
That I'm not alone, ....I'm not a freak.
Written by Sheila June Denson
Copyright May 21st, 2013
AKA Iwillflyagain! FE