Aug 10, 2020

Hello you beautiful colourful thing that you are!

All around is couler
Brightness
Narrative of the past
Here in the present
Speaks but makes no sound
Echoes something

Or we do not see this
We miss coulers
Feel it's in the way
Past times so it's not relevant
  
We see old people
Wearing coat on hot day
They sat on a bench
Little or nothing to say
We are not interested

If we could find a way to see the value of the past evident to us in this present moment


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. . . 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"