May 21, 2019

Come on back and see me when you can....what Love deserves

THERE IS THIS INCREDIBLE LOVE SONG, 
written by Jimmy Webb ..covered by four tops and also Nina Simone does a great version.
About letting go, but it about doing the correct thing, as got older look more for the correct way, then the difficult `right` way.
Though it may mean I'll never kiss your sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
Just find that dappled dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can
Well, I know they make you sad
They make you feel so bad
They say you don't treat me like you should.....Folks got ways to make you feel no good

Talking about how others perceive something ..much less about how the writer feels .
This is how things are...it hard because this is about `agape', unconditional Love,
it ask for nothing in return it JUST giving....


Though it may mean I'll never kiss your sweet lips again
Pay that no mind

Like so often it has so much truth.
People have ways of making other people feel worse, further they can inflict harm, man, then a lot of pain.
Seen this recently the minor stuff becomes HUGE issue, while the lack of justice, social immobility, health ,plus emotional literacy,
are unimportant. Getting no voice or real concern.

Come on back and see me when you can..

It ends with a plea....that hurting more bit ,
Although despite Love shown
because it does not become the normal 
way ..it what that kind of `agape` love deserves...it just does not come about..
Come on back and see me when you can.

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

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"