11.13.2006

bridge

It’s all about the walks
Around the park
through the trees
and coming to the clearing by the lake.
We liked to come here -
it reminds us of how things used to be
When everything seemed fine -
and no one fought

We walked today to take a trip
Back to when things were fine
Over the hill
by the bridge
is where we first knew
that nothing would save us
The leaves were falling
and so were we

We fell
Just like the leaves
Off the tree
Out of love

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Jeff - The stories have not been lost. They are here, floating in the air. That little girl with the leaf came to visit today, and out came this.

1 comment:

MikeO said...

Jim Ferrin! Oh how I laughed aloud at your comment. Yes, yes you may wear that t-shirt.