And as I started work in the gardens, began to clean up the train track lay out, and plotted a strategy for the coming season, me, me I looked back over the past winter and all that wasn't completed from my last year here in the valley, and yet, I found reason(s) to smile:
As the sun returns, and the grasses begin to burn,
me, me I'll still have you.
And though you've married another and you both have a new baby to enjoy me, me I still have your friendship!
And though the economy is forcing you to flower into the pixie you should have always been, still, when you went home, thousands of miles away, I knew how much you missed me, and me, me, I still have you near.
And of course, no matter the number of pretty boys calling, or those who chase you around the car show circuit, in the end, as the day concludes, you're always alone(save for the children), and in that way, I still have you too!
Many a friend, from Spokane to Paris Hobbs, to Alberta, and beyond, keep me connected, keep my words infected with love and joy and bliss and truth, that as I looked out over the gardens I'll plant this year, I knew one thing was surely to come to pass during the season that sun returns to the valley, me, me I'll be on the road a lot this year, and as I stop to rest, I truly hope you'll be there when I call to say that me, me, I'm right outside, come, let's play while the sun shines brightly, upon us both.
And who knows, maybe this is the year that changes it all?
Me, me I can only hope and wait with glee.....
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
