Its like when I look inside I see,

The whirlwind that is me,

Cycloning about,

To sad to see that he really is,

A father, a hero, a friend,

What a man I’ve been so far,

Looking forward to more,

Yes, I am,

Inside I move above,

A man, alone in this world,

In search of his roost,

His love, she is almond,

Lovely and enticing,

She is a delicate shell,

That paper wrapper,

Falling off her,

Enticing, waving her finger at me,

Oh how I see her entwined with me,

Its like when I look outside I see,

The whirlwind that is her.