| Taking It Back tamara shah june 26, 2005 A friendly whirl Through the field of dandelions Yellow bright And the oak trees Welcome our presence As we remember the times When things were not as they are now under the scorching sun that Hides itself behind it's Billowy mother cloud White as the cotton white dandelions under the oak tree Floating away into non-existence, Beginning a new life beyond The presence of today And looking for a tomorrow's New day Of bitter-sweet kindness amongst The cruel and unpredictable wind And we follow along Laughing, singing, whirling Remembering the times And hoping to find it again Taking hold hands and running Away Against the wind And past the oak tree That shields the white dandelions From the enemy we fight away As we remember the times When things were not as they are now. -to my husband |
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