A Walk With My FatherCome child, I want to show you the moon shinning through a thin veil of clouds.The stars that seem just out of reach, reflected in the silver lake.Now close your eyes- be still a moment...Feel the warm breeze touch your skin and hair.Listen as it rustles the leaves of Aspen trees.Breath in the perfume of dying leaves.Walk with my in the twilight tonight.And I will fill your soul with light.