My Honey Baby Poster + Lyric Video

You can get these printed at the following as well as other places: Walmart, Walgreens, CVS, printify.com, FedEx, Staples, UPS Store, Office Depot, OfficeMax.

Follow this link to view the free lyric video included with your purchase. Also check out all of my songs created from my original lyrics over a lifetime. Thank you so much! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exIbC4ub404&list=PLjP32u9oqbYLKfYPE3nzw_8_mSRaBjkPa&index=30

My Honey Baby: A poem for "my" little girl on her 5th birthday. She literally saved my life at the age of 3! I included this at the end of my song, You Held the Candle ('til the lights came on) because they just went together.

This is about my ex-girlfriend's little girl. I met them when she was 4 months old & got to play daddy for 5 years. I wrote this in her 5th birthday card. I was running late for her party and got there with a blank card. In the back room I started to scribble something...and this came out in about 20 minutes. For a 5 yr old, I think she got it.

Let me tell you a little story about her.

When I was about 30 years old I got a headache one day that gradually worsened over the next 10 days. By the 7th day I was flat on the couch or in the bed. On the 10th day I was down at their house on a Saturday and finally got off the couch & went to bed about 10 PM.

As I lay there the pain in my head greatly intensified. It felt like a needle covered sledgehammer was banging me in the head. When I’d breathe, the rising & falling of my chest & my head moving a hair or two was excruciating. Then, all of a sudden, it felt like an ant was crawling around in there.

I had sprung a leak. The pressure increased so to where it felt like my head was as big as a basketball. After about half an hour, I couldn’t understand how my eyeballs hadn’t popped out onto my chest yet. I was kinda hoping for it at that point to relieve the pressure.

As I laid there paralyzed in pain, I knew I was gonna die. I couldn’t move or holler for my girlfriend to call 911. She laid there asleep beside me while I tried to thump her awake with my pinky finger…the only thing that I could move without pain.

Knowing I was dying I started cussing God. I ranted & raved in my mind on the 30 years of screwing me he’d done & now with exactly zero accomplishments, as hard as I had always tried, he was just gonna take me in the middle of the night. Poof…gone. I wouldn’t get to say goodbye to my mom, my girlfriend or her little girl or my friends & family nor tell them all how much I loved them. My flame was just gonna be blown out, just like that. Gone.

Then I started trying to bargain with him. Maybe I could work on my patience or my quickness to judge or try and be kinder to everyone. I wasn’t bad at any of those things…but hey, just tell me & I’ll do it. Give me another shot.

As I laid there, what I call Sour Dread came over me. Knowing it was about over and knowing that I hadn’t accomplished a damn thing in this life & wouldn’t get another chance, was almost more painful than what was going on in my head. I looked down at the clock at the foot of the bed, & it read 4:00 AM. I’d been in this pain for about 5 hours. Then, all of a sudden, I found myself standing in whiteness. Just white everywhere. No walls, no floors, just white.

I lived an hour from my girlfriend’s house where I worked near where I lived & she worked down where she lived. We mostly just saw each other on weekends and holidays. When I'd go to leave on Sundays when I was down there, I would be kissing Momma goodbye, and I’d feel a little pair of hands grab my hand & then a tug on my arm. I’d look down & look into my honey baby’s big brown eyes & at her beautiful little face. She’d say, “StaaaEEEaaayyy”, hahaha, like she was on a roller coaster or something.

So…I’m in this whiteness & feel that ole familiar tug on my arm & look down & it’s her. I look at her beautiful loving little face & into her calm angel eyes…& she says, “StaaaEEEaaayyy”. I was instantly back in bed. I looked at the clock & it read 4:15. I thought my basketball head was gone but was too scared to move at first. Then I moved a hair, then two. I moved my fingers, then my hand then my head. It was gone. The pain was gone, the leak had been plugged! I climbed into her bed & snuggled her up & finally went to sleep.