Daughter Of Your Thoughts

Dedicated To: Chrissy Marie Ruiz

Dear Lord up so high, I question as to why, death is in the air
When a child of your creation, pays a visit every year

Mother Nature is her name, has a will all her own
You pay no favorites Lord, for you give it to one and all

Soon the season will adorn, our beautiful Gulf Coast shore
Along the southern borders, in the good old USA

I recall, oh so well, the memories are still so fresh
Of the loss of life and home, we suffered just last year

The daughter of your thoughts, bore some children, recently
In a season, we'll remember, for all eterntiy

Evil in their sinister ways, much like the ones, who ran away
Katrina and Rita are the names, which will live forever

In the minds of those infected by the storms of last September
Dear Lord, to you so high above, I say a silent prayer

If you would ask your Daughter, to keep her anger down
Let's not repeat the season, that we suffered just months ago

And give us time to heal the pain, that remains with us today