
the huff and puff of little white feet
in the middle of the road
steal my heart on this cloudy sunday morning
i followed you up a tall flight of stairs
you had no where to escape
save in my arms
the rain is falling and it's chill is too much
for your small body
and katie loves you instantly
and anthony thinks you're neat
marlena acts like it doesn't matter
as she cradles you in her arms
two weeks later
in the arms of a rescuer
my heart is aching to see your smiling face again
perhaps in the next life or at the crossing over
we called you Pete,and I still have pictures
you stole my heart that day in august
