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likepilateihaveadoglikepilateihaveadog Posts: 1,083
edited June 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Didn't seem possible
I could grow this fast
Didn't take long
But I hope it lasts

Parking pass and fancy shoes
Third floor view
I always kind of thought
This could only happen
To you

And what is it that I actually do?
Other than sit here
Writing
Thinking of you?

Moving the sun
And my feet here and there
Wondrin why you ain't here

Maybe that's the point
The object of this whole thing
I'm growin up, getting old
I need a new song to sing
Teamwork. Rawk. Pwnage. Infinite Possibilities. YIELD. Hells yeah.
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  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    This one made me smile. :) May there always be a song in your heart and a smile on your face, likepilateihaveadog! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • ThorneHopeThorneHope Posts: 40
    I liked this one. Reminded me of when my oldest son started calling me "mommy". Sent chills down my spine. That baby just called me "mom". I'm somebody's mom.... go figure. Then the part where you said you needed a new song... it reminded me of when my kids went to school and I had some time to think about me again. That's when I started writing again.
    Good stuff!!
    ~ThorneHope
  • likepilateihaveadoglikepilateihaveadog Posts: 1,083
    thanks much for the comments.

    I kind of wrote this as a song-first approach for the first time...
    when I get some time Saturday I'll have to record it and post it here.
    Teamwork. Rawk. Pwnage. Infinite Possibilities. YIELD. Hells yeah.
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