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[covert_exotic]

Walking By
--Something Corporate

Your granddad left home for the circus
He was young just like me, with hope to explore
He married a girl in Virginia
She could swing the trapeze, they could sleep on the floor

Your mother was born in December
On the one sunny day
That winter gave up
With warm summer eyesThat flickered like fireflies

Comments

[anonymous]

I would be lying if I said I can't relate to that.

[shallow_breath]

I concur.

Poem

[covert_culture]

It's about a lover leaving, and the human condition of how people (including lovers) are always searching.

Here's a poem by ee cummings:

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Re: Poem

[grumpybear354]

That's a beautiful poem