Memories

by Abby   May 24, 2008


We sit on a beautiful day
watching memories wash up
on the shore like waves.
waiting, waiting , waiting
the music plays over in our heads
soundly, beautifully
dah dah dah dah
notes fly so do the memories
flying high
so high
dancing, floating, graceful
it goes on higher higher
until it reaches the top
the heart, the heart of yours, it is beautiful
beautiful, so we wait , wait, wait
and we sit ,sit,sit
on the shores , the shores of our memories.
where the truth comes out,the truth of everyone we love.

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