Have you ever stopped to notice
the butterflies this time of year?
They swarm around in magnetic fields
and I...forget my troubles for a while.
The grass feels cool and wet beneath my feet
as the sun gently warms my face
On Riverside there's always magic
in Oklahoma in the summer time.
So I take a sip-
a sip of my beer
And I forget-I forget where I am
so I light another cigarette
then I turn my face towards the wind
I hear a familiar voice
From somewhere down below
I recognize her face
-and I greet her with a smile.
Have you ever stopped to notice
how children seem to play?
Just in streams of primary colors
chaotic balls of energy.
So I sit here, on a park bench
for a while
and I take it in from afar
On Riverside there's always magic
in Oklahoma in the summer time
So I take a sip
a sip of my beer
and I forget-where I am
So I light another cigarette
and I start to pretend
I hear a familiar voice from somewhere
down below
I recognize her face
and I greet her with a smile.
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The Immaculate Musings Of the Misguided Miscreant Known As Igneous Mouse
PoetryA collection of my poetry which is commonly my way of dealing with life; both the good times and the bad, all of the weird moments, the unexpectedly inspirational events, as well of those unfortunately hard ones that we learn lessons from. I like to...
