My dream was to move to North Carolina some day;

Lucky for me, in Texas I did stay.

It finally became clear our paths would intervene;

Mine and the boy who had lived down the street.

His boots he wears with pride, this Texan love of mine;

Though I still would like to see Beech Mountain, staying here is fine.

The lantern of love took 30 years to light;

I asked him one day if he knew why.

He looked above the piano at the pictures of my three kids;

“So they could be” he proudly said.