Mary Ann was my very best friend.
I did not want anything to change.
But change, it would come
Knocking on the door of an idyllic
Childhood - if only in my mind.
I did not want to leave my home
Where the cats played and the dog
Followed me to school and the woods
Were my wonderland.
But leaving, it would come
Knocking on the door of an idyllic
Childhood - if only in my mind.
I longed for benefit and holding on
Forever to all the pretty places and all
The pretty faces.
But letting go, it would come
Knocking on the door of an idyllic
Dreaming - if only in my mind.
12/24/09
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