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Author:  Bill Smith
E-mail:  wsmith@glade.net
Date:  10/30/2005 2:52:37 PM
Subject:  A Different Kind of Rain
Message:  My daughters wrote the following for me last Father's Day to honor my love of Mickey and his music. I haven't shared it before, but I think it's time:


A whiporwill in a willow has no song
The silent morning slips into a day too long
In a small Texas railroad town
A different kind of rain falls down

We’re low on smokes and all out of whiskey
I wonder if the gang down in Austin will miss me
I told them I had no thin dime
Just the memory in some old rhyme
Written in dragon tears
Captured over the years

Back on the porch one more time
To find that one tragedy that read like a crime
I read between one last line
That went down like sour wine

A timeless legacy you left behind
I play your songs I press rewind
To hear your pain that echoes mine
I drink each note of solace I find

A note wrought in perfection that could only be his
The man though sorrowful could heal heartache with music’s sweet kiss
I hear the wind chimes in half sleep
I wake up and Lord I weep

We’re beyond emails, phone calls, and trips
But on the radio I hear the voice I miss.

                    To Dad with love,
                    Amanda and Missy Smith
                    June 19, 2005

 A Different Kind of Rain by Bill Smith  at 10/30/2005 2:52:37 PM
 Re: A Different Kind of Rain by Karen R  at 10/30/2005 3:31:23 PM
 Re: A Different Kind of Rain by JimM at 10/30/2005 4:16:22 PM
 Re: A Different Kind of Rain by MrBeve at 10/30/2005 5:09:07 PM
 Re: A Different Kind of Rain by Bud at 10/30/2005 6:16:52 PM
 Re: A Different Kind of Rain by Dave at 10/31/2005 6:28:35 AM