…I thought I had it figured out
in a brand new life
with a great big house
and green initials on the towels
I should be happy now
well, you’ve got yourself a family
and you planted roots down by the sea
I saw you once on the street,
you didn’t notice me
but I think of you,
whenever life gets me down
I think of you
whenever you’re not around
you rest your bones
somewhere far from my own,
yeah but you still pull me home
just to put your mind at ease
you don’t owe me anything
you paid me well in memories…
2 comments:
Hi! If you should post ONE pic of something you see every day, but that others might regard as art, what would it be?
BTW thanks for wonderful poem
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