Let us go then, you and I...
Across the wooded path
Where the river runs...
Look at all the flowers
Dandelions used to be flowers
Back when they were DaddyLions
A favorite of mine
They smell so sweet
Like perfume or cologne
Cologne
It takes you back in time,
A place that had once been...
Look at the flowing river
And the path of fine rocks
Children collect rocks
Kept there in their pockets
Polishing as they run
Like in Theme Parks
Being chased by security guards
Guard dogs come in all sizes
Chasing their tails and barking at friends
Boys and girls
They fall in love now and then...
Look at the trees
Growing so firm and strong
High into the clouds
Soft and fluffy pillows
Sleeping there under warm blankets
Warmth fills one full of peace
Contentment
Warm arms and full hugs
An embrace of memories
Nostalgia
Comes from his sweet scent
Brooding love
There in your heart...
- Kim Hurst, 05.10.10

