To peteJust looking at the photograph,
sometimes wanting to laugh.
Thinking of the past,
Of how it was such a blast.
Dear GodВear God,
I pray that you help me,
And especially with my knee.
Give me the strenght,
To my momMom, why is it all about dad,
Do you really want to make Kevin and I mad.
Why do you always hang out with him,
Telling us your going to the gym.