i have memories of you and i
i was still young, and you younger
you were taller in height with long legs
i had to look upward to look you in the eye
and still, i called you my little sister
we'd sit on your porch
you'd read me poems by leonard cohen, i think
i'd pull at the grass with my hands while i listened
and i'd show you music i wrote under a pseudonym
i miss you often, little sister
i hope you still read leonard cohen
and think of me
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 1:23 AM UTC
i have memories of you and i
i was still young, and you younger
you were taller in height with long legs
i had to look upward to look you in the eye
and still, i called you my little sister
we'd sit on your porch
you'd read me poems by leonard cohen, i think
i'd pull at the grass with my hands while i listened
and i'd show you music i wrote under a pseudonym
i miss you often, little sister
i hope you still read leonard cohen
and think of me
