Your Little House by the Bay

A Lopez is born to travel

We rise each day a bit more stubborn to unravel

We’ve gone through thick and thin

Finding life’s jewels and gems, no matter where we’ve been

We make a home in every motor and valley

Showing our love to every bowling alley

My Papa must have been the muse for such existence

A new place each day, the same love each morning, with only his consistence

You laid the foundation for the happiest place on earth and I’m ok with that cliché

Because you showed us all the rainbow and not the shades of grey

But I know there are some journeys that we cannot partake

Even through every protest that each of our hearts might make

I know you were off like a herd a turtles

But I wouldn’t put faith in any other man to overcome hurdles

So now the valley is truly silent

This world is far less vibrant

I hope that you’ve found your way

To your little house by the bay

Alan Lopez 8-28-14