Flanders diddly rocked socks, but Maude was beautifully minded.

No care in the world, tops my care for your health.
No smile of mine, means more than the one that forms
when you are there to cause it.
No texture more fitting in my hand, then the silk hair of your resting head.
No sound vibrates as unabashed as your lullaby.
Memories. Presentries, & future prospects with a lot to prove.
and if we only made it to Peru.. we would need look no further.