There once was a little Terrapin girl, she was born smiling, burping, and farting. With her little legs she did stumble as she was learning to waddle. Many times she fell on her bum, she was in such a hurry to grow up she thought it to be no fun.
At an early age she was bright and witty, much smarter than all the rugrats in her fair city. By the age of three she had taught herself how to read. If not for the laws saying she had to attend, of school she would have no need. By first grade she was already smarter than most of the old farts and bitties.
A young lady she was, a young lady she is, this Angel was in the state of Ozark when I met her, to my heart she has been like a fresh morning sun. I brought her to the east to be near her pappy, but these hills of the Smokies have made her allergies do nothing but run.
This bright little woman is still a spring breeze to my heart. As age dims my eyes my lady and I have western Colorado in our thoughts. Though I can’t help but wonder if you Lord will grant me the time for my lady and I to walk and live for awhile in this old dinosaur park.
Either way these years have been a great ride with my lady and son by my side. Lord, I do have to say that through your grace you have given this old Blue Ridge Mountain boy’s heart more love and joy than I could have ever deserved. Thank you lord for giving me my bride, this sweet little Terrapin girl.