Apr 28, 2015

A CERTAIN SMILE

I
like you
dance
with a
limp

SOMETHING  ALWAYS CALLING ME
BACK TO A CERTAIN  TIME  PLACE  CERTAIN PERSON

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"