Tuesday, March 1, 2011


It's like the sunlight
Streaming through my blinds
Warming my thoughts
Clearing my mind.

It's the chocolate curls
On my ice cream
The salt spray of the ocean
Coming through the window
As I dream.

I remember summers
Riding through our town
Burning my excess energy
As I caroused around,

Pancakes in the morning
You'd wait there with a smile
I can't forget these images
although it’s been a while.

Last time I was home, I went by my old stomping grounds,
The house has been remodeled, and you’re no longer around,
I feel like I need to tell you that you’re still my guiding light,
and that even though eleven years has gone by I’m thinking of you tonight.

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