A not so young cowboy learned of the passing of three former teammates last year.
My, oh my, could they play!
Their exit from this life prompted a thought.
What would I, if my number was called, like to leave our daughter.
Not having a million dollars or a condo in Vail, perhaps something simpler would work.
So this, my daughter, is for you.
In a nutshell, I imagine it just might have been written with you in mind.
I love you as big as the solar system and know that there’s One who loves you more.
What You’re Saying