Nothing I can say
Will break ignorance of me
On gold my heart lays

Timmy my dear boy
My heart forever is yours
Make it or break it

You chose to end me
And now you have befriend me
What will come to be?

You say “I love you.
God will take us where its right,
All we do is pray.”

I say “Okay friend,
I will follow your step tight.
Lead me where its right.”

Six months have passed since,
Six months of prayer and of thought
Where has God led us?

“Bree, I love you so.
Sister dearest to my heart,
You are so special.

I love you so much.
Our friendship is beautiful,
Almost quite as you.

This road has led us,
Where God’s plan for us fits in.
Bree, I love you much.”

Loving Sister Bree,
Sweet loving brother Timmy,
This is where we bed,