Tuesday, September 25, 2012

If I Die Young

Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother  
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors 
Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no  
Ain't even gray, but she buries her baby

-The Band Perry 

These aren't lyrics that I just came across. When Kirk and I were in Hilton Head after the funeral, we sat eating at a restaurant outside on a deck, while they had a live singer. Thankful I had sunglasses to cover the tears. Heard them again this morning, while working on the foundation website. I'm always looking for rainbows. Even on days it doesn't rain.

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