The Song

Just walking through a grocery store
And then he heard the song;
Somehow, it brought back everything
He’d buried for so long

They were so very young, and she
So beautiful and sweet;
The first time that he kissed her
He could hear his own heart beat

Why did he throw it all away?
How has his life been spent?
He loved her then, he loves her now –
He still recalls her scent —

But then, back in the grocery aisle
Her “kiss me,” fades away
And sixpence none the richer, he
Goes on
His day


(“The Song” – 1-7-2015)

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