3000 miles ago
I shut off the radio
Thinking of you,
Plenty of bumps on this road
To jostle memories
Of when you used to sit
In the seat next to me
Skipping through songs
Until you found the one
That would make you sing
Like a free bird
Canary in the wind;
Spirited butterfly
In the rear view mirror,
And now
Even in the silence
I hear the echoes
Of all the chorus
Of all your laughter,
If I close my eyes
I can still see
Your hair shifting
In the hurried breeze
And I wish I could
Reset the odometer
In my head
Switch out the alternator
In my heart...
APAD13 - 117 © okpoet
Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 3:39 PM UTC
3000 miles ago
I shut off the radio
Thinking of you,
Plenty of bumps on this road
To jostle memories
Of when you used to sit
In the seat next to me
Skipping through songs
Until you found the one
That would make you sing
Like a free bird
Canary in the wind;
Spirited butterfly
In the rear view mirror,
And now
Even in the silence
I hear the echoes
Of all the chorus
Of all your laughter,
If I close my eyes
I can still see
Your hair shifting
In the hurried breeze
And I wish I could
Reset the odometer
In my head
Switch out the alternator
In my heart...
APAD13 - 117 © okpoet
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