My heart goes out to Peggy, Bart, and Lisa.
My heart goes out to Peggy, Bart, and Lisa.
I miss the talks, and so much more, but when I'm making my son, Rocket, laugh, I see Dad. And now, I'm the youngest guy my age.
These apples didn't fall far from your tree, Dad.
I miss the talks, and so much more, but when I'm making my son, Rocket, laugh, I see Dad. And now, I'm the youngest guy my age.
These apples didn't fall far from your tree, Dad.