BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

Several years ago I wrote this for my six year old granddaughter who is separated from her Dad:

Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
My Dad goes riding by.

He checks me through the window,
And I send a kiss even when I'm sleeping,
I know he loves me, and 
he sends a kiss back.
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