Murdo Girl…Grandpa John comes home.

“What are you doing here, Brad?” Barbie wanted to know.

“I came to take you somewhere that I know you’ll enjoy, but first, you need to change into this. I’ll be back to get you in fifteen minutes.”

“Wait, Brad…I have no desire to go anywhere. I’m happy staying in my room, but thank you, anyway.”

“No one can be happy spending all their time holed-up in a bedroom. Please don’t argue with me, Barbie. I know this outing will be good for you,”

“Okay,” she sighed. “Come back in fifteen minutes.”

“Where are we?” Barbie asked. “And why am I wearing riding boots? Have you forgotten that I’m blind? There is no way I can get on a horse.”

“Sure you can. We are at an equestrian day camp. I’m told that you will be riding like a champ in no time.” Brad saw the frown on Barbie’s face. “Don’t scowl little sister. It’ll be fun. I promise. The fresh air will do you good. Come on. I want you to meet the instructor.”


Grandpa John didn’t want to stay at the ranch for even one night. It’s a good thing Dina and Jamie got the house all furnished and decorated. It was ready for him and Biff to move right into.

“Thanks for bringing me over here right away,” Grandpa John said. “I was nervous about moving out of the cabin and I know I wouldn’t have slept a wink not knowing where Biff and I will be living.”

“Not a problem,” Mark said. “I can understand wanting to get settled in as quickly as possible. I’m going to stay here with you until Clark can get here, and then he and Arf will spend the night with you. Arf will be staying here and working with you until you’re comfortable getting around on your own. I also want you to know you have two telephones that should be pretty easy to get to.”

Back at the ranch, Clark was loading Katie, Annie and Biff into the truck Brad had given him. They were headed over to Grandpa John’s house. Mark would bring Annie and Katie back to the ranch, but Katie wanted to see where she used to live.

Annie: This really is a super duper family. I love everyone and everyone seems to love Arf and me. I’m sure they’ll all get used to Biff, too. The only human I’m having a hard time getting used to is Jamie’s dad, Mr. Langford. He says things in a funny way. Like, “Don’t beat around the bush,” and “bite the bullet.” He’s always saying someone has a chip on their shoulder. (I think he’s seeing things.) Jamie said people like him are why aliens won’t speak to us. She said it in a loving way, though.

Jamie says she’s happy her mother, Mrs. Langford, is getting to be friends with Miss Bessie. Since Grandma Helen moved to the farm, Miss Bessie has a lot of people to cook for, especially since they’ll be bringing food to Grandpa John, too. Mr. Langford says they’ve got a big plate to say grace over, but I’ve never seen it.

That night, after supper, Brad and Jamie were sitting on the porch having coffee.

“Did Barbie enjoy her day at the equestrian camp?” Jamie asked.

“She did fine. I think she was a little surprised that her instructor was twelve years old. Nancy has been blind from birth and she has never known any other kind of life. Barbie was sixteen when she lost her sight. I’m not sure which would present more challenges.”

Jamie pondered that for a minute. “And now we have Grandpa John who lost his sight at the age of eighty. Does Barbie know about Grandpa, yet?”

“I don’t think so, she hasn’t shown much interest in anything that’s going on around here.”

“I know.” Jamie laughed. “Dad said she’s a hard dog to get off the porch.”

“He’s right. I’m hoping learning to ride will give her a little more self confidence. Speaking of dogs, Arf and Annie are spread a little thin. Annie is watching over Katie while Arf is working with Grandpa John plus she has really been Clark’s dog. What about our little Jake? He needs his own dog to love. We don’t have a shortage of people around here, but maybe we need more dogs.”

“I don’t think Arf and Annie would like that,” Jamie said. “It’s bad enough they have to deal with old Biff. What about a kitten? I can’t believe this ranch doesn’t have any cats.”

Annie: I had been taking a little nap by Brad’s chair when I heard them talking about cats. I decided I’d rather go watch squirrels out the window.

Brad looked down to where Annie had been sleeping. “Where did Annie go? She was just right here.”

“I think she misses Arf,” Jamie said. “Those two are best buds.”

All is calm and all is bright at the Humboldt ranch. At least for the moment…

Murdo Girl…The slob and bellwether

Edith and Frank were the perfect pair.

Frank was bald and Edith had hair.

You’ve heard the phrase, “opposites attract?”

Well, I’m here to tell you that is a fact.

They went to different schools together.

Frank was a slob, Edith a bellwether.

Edith was the cream of the crop.

Ralph was boring…a real social flop.

Ralph was shy and unassuming.

Like a shaggy dog, he needed some grooming. 

He’s wearing a wig

Edith had talents that were quite impressive.

Poor Ralph… was seldom expressive.

While still just kids, they lost touch with each other.

But neither had ever married another.

How did Edith and Ralph find true love?

It came on the wings of a mourning dove.

Awakened by a soft cooing sound,

Edith listened and became spellbound.

Outside, the weather was daunting.

But she had to see what sounded so haunting.

When the bird flew away, Edith wanted inside.

The door wouldn’t open no matter how hard she tried.

In her wisdom she decided the door must be locked

so she knocked and she knocked and she knocked.

(And she knocked)

It had slipped Edith’s mind that she lived alone.

She was confused.. like you.. who are reading this poem.

Anyway, Ralph left his home to go buy bread.

He should have turned right but he turned left instead.

He saw a vision of beauty walking down the road.

He stepped on the brake and the car slowed.

“You look cold,” he said. “Would you like a ride?

I’ll open the door and you can get inside.”

Edith knew not to ride with strangers.

Her mother had warned her of all the dangers.

(It was dark and several years had passed by.

They no longer recognized their different school tie.)

She walked all the way home but Ralph stayed close behind,

And that gave Edith real piece of mind.

By the time Edith got safely to her abode,

Both  knew in their hearts true love flowed.

Edith and Ralph the slob and bellwether,

married and grew old together.

Every morning and night they gaze up above

and hear the soft coo of their mourning dove.


Murdo Girl…Things work out for the best

By the time Miss Bessie had driven Katie, Mrs. Langford, and Annie back to the ranch, Katie seemed to be doing fine. She and Annie had cuddled up in the back seat and when Mrs. Langford looked back at them, she smiled and told Miss Bessie the two were fast asleep.

Miss Bessie and Mrs. Langford were wiped out when they got home

“I’ll find Dina right away and tell her what happened, but I think Katie is going to be okay, don’t you?” Miss Bessie asked.

“She’s going to be just fine, but I do hope Arf comes back soon. I have an idea for another performance involving Clark, Katie, Annie and Arf. We never did take our musical to the senior centers like we had planned, you know.”

That evening, after supper, everyone gathered in the great room to visit and have dessert. Once again, Barbie had declined to join them. Brad decided it was time to find out what was going on. He decided he would talk with her first thing in the morning. In the meantime, he had another announcement to make.

“Listen up everyone, I have some good news. I got a call from Grandpa John today. We talked for a long time and came up with a plan that we’re both excited about.”

“Clark was on his feet. “What is this all about? Is Grandpa John Okay?” Clark didn’t know whether to be worried or excited.

“I’ll get right to the point,” Brad said. “Most of you have been to the house down the road that was once owned by Steve and Dina. Well, I recently had the opportunity to buy the place. I was intending to fix it up, and keep it in case they changed their minds and decided they wanted to live there, but now, Steve is happy at the farm and Dina is going to remain here for a while. Anyway, as I talked with Grandpa John, I could tell he was beginning to face the reality of being blind. He knows how much he’s going to have to depend on his buddies to get him to doctors appointments and run other errands. He also knows that Arf won’t always be there to help him. He’s agreed to move into the little house down the road and of course, he’s bringing Biff with him.”

Clark could hardly contain his excitement. “I can’t believe you’re doing this for my grandpa, Brad. I will love having him close by even though he’ll have to give up his little recording studio, it’s totally worth it.”

“Oh he’s not going to have to give it up. There is a nice little shop on the property. We’ll move all of Grandpa John’s equipment there. Mark is going to start loading it up in his truck and trailer and Jamie and I are going to drive up there this weekend and finish packing what Grandpa John wants to bring with him. Then we’ll bring him to his new home.”

“Will Arf live with Grandpa John?” Katie asked.

“He’ll be staying with him until he gets used to the new house and surroundings, honey,” Jamie said. “But he’ll be close to the ranch so you’ll be able to spend a lot of time with him.”

“That’s right.” Dina added. “We can stop by there when I bring you home from school.”

“That’s okay,” Katie said. “Grandpa John needs him. I’m okay now. Besides, Clark said I could borrow Annie. She can even sleep in my room.”

I’ve gotten kind of attached to this blue frisbee. Do you think Arf will notice?
I can’t wait to get home and play with my blue frisbee

Annie: I’m really happy that Arf is coming home, although I wouldn’t want him to know that. A dog sure does have to be flexible around here, but at least we feel wanted and needed…and then there’s the big bones. That lazy dog, Biff will even like those.

How many more miles?

Arf: I’m really happy that Grandpa Jim is moving close to the ranch. I heard him say he had wanted to stay here in the cabin because he couldn’t see himself living in a mansion. It’s really not that bad.

The next morning, Brad knocked on Barbie’s door. At first he didn’t think she was going to answer, but then the door slowly opened. His sister did not look happy. Even when she found out it was her twin brother standing there.. What she didn’t know, was that the things he had brought to her would change her life.

Murdo Girl…Halloween is coming

Halloween is coming and I need a good disguise. I’m going to a party and I want to win the prize.

I spent all day shopping. I’m running out of time. My look went from ridiculous to sublime.

I tried on every wig in every store in town. Should I be a queen or should I be a clown?

Should I be a blond, a redhead or brunette? Dress as a rag muffin or as part of the jet set?

I just heard on the news… there will be no trick or treating. There won’t be clever costumes…or candy to be eating.

Let’s plan a virtual party. Are you up to the task? We’ll dress up in our costumes, but we won’t need a mask.

If that idea doesn’t fly, I’ll have to entertain myself. I’ll take down the video that’s been sitting on a shelf.

I’ll make a costume with two heads right before your eyes. When I’m finished dressing up. I’ll give myself first prize.

Halloween 2017

Murdo Girl…Riding with Miss Bessie

Off they went! Annie was in the backseat and Miss Bessie drove while Mrs. Langford, who later said, “Had I only known,” road shotgun.

“I can’t bear the thought of poor little Katie not being able to get up from her desk and walk. What on earth would cause this to happen after all the hard work she and Arf put in? She has come so far.”

“Please, Miss Bessie, watch the road and slow down,” Mrs. Langford begged. “We must get there in one piece. When was the last time you drove?”

They got to the school in record time and when they reached Katie’s classroom, they found her still sitting at her desk. Her teacher, Ms Andrews, was there, but it appeared that all of the other students were at lunch. Katie looked both frightened and sad. When she saw the threesome enter the classroom, she burst into tears.

“Excuse me ladies,” Miss Andrews said. “Your dog cannot be in the classroom or, for that matter, anywhere inside the school.”

“Oh but she must be here,” Miss Bessie said in earnest. “Annie is Katie’s therapy dog.”

“No she isn’t, Katie argued, “Arf is my therapy dog.”

“Well Arf doesn’t happen to be here right now and Annie is sort of related to him, so it’s entirely possible that she can be of some help. You do know that Arf will be back soon don’t you, Katie?” Miss Bessie kept talking so Ms Andrews couldn’t offer more objections to Annie being there.

Meanwhile, Annie went to Katie’s side and sat there while lifting her paw like she had seen Arf do so many times when therapy was to begin.

“I love you Annie,” Katie said, “but you’re not my Arf.” Annie made a little whining sound, but continued to sit there with her paw held up. Her whole body was poised to try and help Arf’s Katie.

Katie wipped her tears with her hand and looked at Miss Bessie and Mrs. Langford. “I’m afraid to try without my Arf, but I will because I know he would want me to. He wouldn’t want Annie to feel bad would he?”

“No he wouldn’t.” Miss Bessie said. Mrs Langford and the teacher were both dabbing tears with a tissue. “Don’t be afraid. You know your legs are strong, honey. It’s your big heart that’s hurting. Arf will be back, and my guess is that it will be really soon. I also believe you are his favorite human and he misses you, too.”

Annie: Katie turned in her chair and faced me. She put her hand on my head and slowly stood. The whole room was quiet. The humans were all waiting to see her take a step. Would she try? Finally, a look of determination replaced the look of fear on her face and she tentatively too a step. “One, two, three, four, five, six,” she counted as she took six more steps. It was just like that first night, when after so many years of not walking, she and Arf had shown the family what they had worked so hard to accomplish. Katie had been so determined to walk six steps.

I knew now that all I had to worry about was getting back in that car with Miss Bessie at the wheel. Oh well, I thought. Even Arf can’t drive.

Murdo Girl…Happy Birthday Church Lady

I’d like to take a moment today to wish you a Happy Birthday.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are you.

I really shouldn’t plagiarize. Legal problems might arise.

For if I land myself in jail. I fear no one would pay my bail.

Alas this poem is about thee. It would be rude to mention me.

Once described as quite studious. You are now the absolute hootiest

Your friends would readily agree to trust you with the church’s key.

Your singing is quite delightful. Your driving can uhoh be frightful.

It’s a shame to cover up that smile, but your mask is always in style.

You seem to reside in Friendsville. I never see you standing still.

Where do you get the energy? You must just chew on celery.

Nary a hair is out of place. You display such love and grace.

I just might hit delete. You’re too neat, fun, cute and sweet

Promise not to be mean, steal my crown, and be a Queen

Murdo Girl…Chipping in

“I thought age was just a number,” Mrs. Langford said. “Everybody fibs. I’ve changed my date of birth on everything from my mother’s Bible to the beautifully framed family tree my cousin gave to me. Even I began to wonder if I was looking young or old for my age. One day I realized it had to stop.”

Annie: I was lying by the stove in the kitchen while listening to Miss Bessie and Jamie’s mother, Mrs. Langford, visit over coffee. I wanted to tell them they should count their blessings that they didn’t have to multiply their age by seven like we dogs do.

“What made you realize you had to quit lowering your age?” Miss Bessie asked. “By the way, whatever your age is, you certainly don’t look it.”

“Why thank you…I think. It finally dawned on me that I was about to be younger than my daughter and that’s just not right.”

Annie: Good grief…this is just weird. I would never tell Arf this, but I miss him a bunch. Everytime I see one of his beat-up frisbees lying around, I start to slobber. (I whine a little bit when I’m really upset, but dogs don’t cry like humans.)

Here comes Brad. He looks happy.

“Good morning, ladies. Mrs. Langford…what a nice surprise. You aren’t usually up and around this early. Will Mr. Langford be joining you?”

“Not right away, I hope. He only speaks in riddles and cliches, you know. I love the man, but one more cliche might break the camel’s back.”

“Well, I just got some great news,” Brad informed them as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “Jamie and Clark don’t even know yet, but they’ll be excited.”

Brad walked over to the table, put his coffee cup down, and picked up the paper.

“Brad Humboldt, you tell us right now what you’re talking about.” Miss Bessie was not going to be left hanging.

“I don’t think it would be very nice of me to spill the beans before I talk with Jamie and Clark. I’ll just say this. Be here for dinner tonight….Right now I’ve got to go help my wife run this ranch.”

“I’m sure Mrs. Langford doesn’t appreciate your saying, ‘spill the beans,’ and as for being here for dinner, I cook your dinner. Be careful Mr. Humboldt, I just might ‘cook your goose.’ Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself.” Miss Bessie quickly poured Brad another cup of coffee. He grinned from ear to ear before heading out to find Jamie and Jake.

Annie: This bit of news or should I say lack thereof really put a scowl on Miss Bessie’s face. Even Mrs. Langford struggled to let the awkward moment pass. The phone rang and saved us. Miss Bessie jumped up to catch it. She loves to answer the phone.

When she hung up, she asked go find Dina. Apparently it was Katie’s school who called to tell Dina she must come to the school at once. Katie said she couldn’t get up from her desk without falling. She refused to even try.

“I talked with Dina earlier,” Mrs. Langford said. “She planned to run some errands after taking Katie to school. She’s not here.”

“We’ll, since Brad and Jamie are off doing chores somewhere, I guess I’ll just have to dust off the old car and go get Katie myself. Come on! You two are going with me!” Miss Bessie grabbed her hat and off she went with Mrs. Langford and Annie right behind her.”

Murdo Girl…Political science

They’re sick, sick, sick and we’re going to have to operate

We must remove the ugliness or hate will seal our fate

It’s all far too confusing. What’s the new law of the land?

We all wear a mask and stick our heads into the sand

When terrible things happen, someone else is always faulted

The truth sinks to the bottom and the lies are catapulted

The smallest irritation turns into massive fuming

We communicate by tweeting and/or endless zooming

We have to stay six feet apart or end up six feet under

Politicians and scientists really make us wonder.

The politicians in DC have had too many birthdays

The ever maddening scientists are in a COVID daze

We might all topple over like Christopher Columbus

Is it possible to find common sense among us?

If you believe the media, someone should slap you silly

Instead of sticking to the facts, they give us willy nilly

I don’t think any one of us expects to see perfection

We just get tired of hearing…wait till after the election

Let’s find a doctor who can make a big incision

And remove all the vitriol with much needed precision

If the politicians and scientists can not be saved soon

We’ll have to save ourselves and send them all to the moon

I love you to the moon…but not back

Murdo Girl…What happens next?

Brad, Clark, and Annie got back to the ranch late Sunday night. The plan was for Mark to stay on with Grandpa John, Arf and Biff for a few days. He would make sure things were proceeding well with the work Arf was doing to help Grandpa John get acclimated to being blind.

“Good morning, Brad.” As usual, Miss Bessie was already in the kitchen when Brad came in to get his early morning cup of coffee. God forbid she miss out on anything going on. “I’m surprised to see you up and about so early. Didn’t you and Clark drive all the way back yesterday? Annie came back with you too, right?”

“Morning Miss Bessie. Yup, we left at four o’clock yesterday morning and got back about midnight last night. It will be tough for Clark to get up and go to school this morning. I don’t think he was really looking forward to it, anyway.”

Miss Bessie poured them both a cup of coffee and sat down at the table across from Brad. “He’s got another hour or so before he has to get up and going,” she said. “Now tell me the scoop. Is Grandpa John going to be okay? How about Clark? I’ll bet he wanted to stay didn’t he? Do you think Arf will have to be there for a long time? We sure do miss him around here and since you brought Annie back, she’s sure to be lost without him.”

“Clark didn’t want to leave his grandpa, but it made him feel a whole lot better knowing that Arf would be there to help him learn how to live with his blindness. They’re both doing quite well. And then there’s Biff. He’s just happy that Arf has to do all the work. He’d much rather watch from a distance. Mark should be heading back in the next couple of days. I sure hope so. My wife has worked hard trying to keep things going around here. I hate that she’s had to do that. She needs to be spending time with Jake.”

“Oh, she’s fine,” Miss Bessie got up to pour them another cup of coffee. “I think it makes Jamie feel good to be able to help you. You two make a good team. Her parents, however, are a different story. Now that their days aren’t filled with choreographing and dance lessons for Clark and Katie, not to mention Arf and Annie, they wander around and get on each other’s nerves. I fear Mrs. Langford is going to make herself sick again if she doesn’t find something to do.”

“Miss Bessie…How do you think Barbie is doing? Has she said anything to you about going back to her home?”

“Not to me. I would think she had decided to stay here except she has really been keeping to herself. She even has most of her meals in her room. You probably noticed that before you left.”

“Right,” Brad said. “I just didn’t want to put any pressure on her either way, but I’m beginning to think something is wrong. I’d better talk with her today sometime.”

Clark walked into the kitchen humming a tune. He was carrying his books and appeared to be all ready to eat his breakfast and head for school. Miss Bessie jumped up to prepare him his favorite hotcakes and bacon. “Good morning, honey,” she said. “What is that pretty song you’re humming?”

Brad was quick to answer for him. “Only the most beautiful song you’ll probably ever hear, Miss Bessie. “I’m sure Clark will let you listen to it after school today. He and his grandpa wrote it together years ago and they just recorded it in the recording booth Grandpa John built on his property up on the mountain.”

“I wish he would come here to live,” Clark said. “But I understand why he doesn’t want to. He’ll be okay don’t you think, Brad? I plan to visit him as often as I can and maybe he and Biff can somehow get here for visits like at Thanksgiving and Christmas.”

“He knows he’s always welcome here and he’s got his boys in the band to help him out. They have quite a reputation in the area for the shows they put on. He’ll be fine and now that he’ll have a telephone, you’ll be able to talk to him often. Didn’t the two of you decide to work on another song?”

“Yeah,” Clark said as he dug into his hotcakes. “How is Katie doing?” He asked Miss Bessie between mouthfuls.

“She seems happy. I think you know she’ll be spending some of her time here with Dina and sometimes she’ll stay with Steve at the farm. They all seem to be agreeable to that plan, so we’ll see how it works out. I think Helen is going to help Steve out at the farm when Katie is with him.”

“Well,” Clark said. “Guess I’d better head for school. I’ll see you all tonight. I’ll play our song for you, Miss Bessie. I want Jamie’s parents to hear it, too. Oh, and keep an eye on Annie. I think she’s feeling left out. She was upset that she had to come back and Arf didn’t.”

“Where is Annie?” Brad asked. “I figured she would be glued to your side.”

“She wasn’t in my room when I woke up this morning. She’s probably in your office looking out the squirrel window.”

Annie: I don’t understand why they made me come home. It’s going to be hard being the only dog around here. Clark will be in school all day, and Katie is in school and sometimes she’s with Jack at the farm after school. Looks like I’ll be doing a lot of squirrel watching.

“There you are!” A voice said. “They told me you were back. That news was music to my ears. Someone has really been missing you. He’s just not used to having no dogs around. See Jake…I told you Annie was back. Aren’t you excited?”

“Annnnie!” The little boy ran to hug Annie around the neck and she found she was instantly feeling better.

“Clark and Katie are in school all day and I’ve been doing a lot of ranch work since Mark has been gone so much. Jake hasn’t had anyone to play with. My parents spend time with him, but they haven’t been that much fun to be around lately. What am I saying all this to you for? You have no idea what I’m talking about. You’re probably hearing bla, bla, bla.”

Annie: I barked once. It was my way of telling Jamie that I understood. Now what should I do? One of Arf’s frisbees was under the couch. That’s it! We can play frisbee! I tried to reach it with my paw, but I couldn’t get close enough. Jake saw what I was trying to do and crawled underneath the couch to get it.

“Can I go outside with Annie to play with the frisbee, Mommy?”

“Sure honey…but stay out front where I can easily see you.”

When Katie got home from school that day, she was excited that Clark was back, but couldn’t hold back the tears when she learned that Arf wouldn’t be home for a while. That night when Dina went to tuck her daughter in, she overheard a conversation Katie was having with her doll.

“My legs hurt. I’m scared that when I wake up tomorrow I won’t be able to walk.”

Murdo Girl…Back to Arf

Arf: I watched Clark and Grandpa John, but I couldn’t figure out what was going on. Clark was smiling and at the same time, he was wiping away tears. Grandpa John was standing next to him with his hand on his shoulder.

“Walk inside with me, Clark. I built this for us… and say what you will about him, Harry did a good share of the work. Do you know what this is, grandson?”

Even though Grandpa John couldn’t see, you could tell how excited he was to show Clark that he had fulfilled a dr1eam they’d both had ever since Clark was a little boy. They had wanted to record music together.

“Of course I know what it is, Grandpa. It’s a fully equipped recording studio. I can see the stand holding the hand tooled guitar, too. You made it didn’t you? You really outdid yourself. It’s amazing.”

Grandpa John was smiling from ear to ear. He had waited a long time for this moment. “The studio needs some tweaking here and there, but the equipment is tuned up and ready to go. Do you remember the song we wrote one of the last times we were together?”

“I sure do. I sing it all the time when I’m thinking about you.”

“Would you sing it for us?” Brad asked. “I would love to hear you two sing together.”

Grandpa John sat down at the piano. He didn’t need to see to play. Clark picked up his new guitar and sat on a stool near the piano. Grandpa had it all set up. The microphones, and the background music were perfect. The song grandfather and grandson sang together was the most beautiful sound Brad and Mark had ever heard.

Arf liked it, too. While they were singing, he laid between his new charge and Clark. The song made him feel a little lonely and he wondered if Katie missed him as much as he missed her. It wasn’t easy being a therapy dog, but he was good at it and Grandpa John would be able to get around on his own in no time.


Grandpa John

When you were just a little boy I looked at you and knew… you needed someone in your life who you could look up to.

I tried my best to be the one to make your dreams come true, but I came to realize there are things a man can’t do.


My life at home confused me and I wondered what I’d done… to deserve the pain I felt inside. Was I the only one?

My father looked down on me and there was nothing I could do to change the way he treated me, but I looked up to you.


Together we came to believe who we should look up to. The One who looks down on us but loves us through and through.

Please help us to remember who we can look up to when someone else looks down on us, His love alone will do.