Hopefully if you're unfamiliar with that song google will comply and locate it for you.
Blue skies out West look deeper in a sense Than Illinois e'er knows, clouds in betrayl 'Non floating laz'ly in such vast seas they'll Assure ye rare pools know, til I from thence Half ache to be in those dear prairies hence As childhood fondly knew, swept to avail Clean of these houses clustered sans aught bail, And where the Thunderbirds roar through fr'intents. I said I'd join the Air Force, but Dad fer All that said: No. And that is better too. Yet oh! the Rocky Mountains! O those pure, Unfathomed bluest skies! What is't that'd woo Me from their depths? I feel it 'non bestir My soul, just watching from afar. And you?
Or mebbe I'll record myself singing it one of these days...only the chorus, though--"Colorado, THAT's King Sooper's Way, That's King Sooper's Way...." Is it called Aldi's in the armpit?
We were once just kids With big hopes and big dreams and freckled faces in summer streams We were once just kids Making out on your bedroom floor, with no idea of what was to come anymore We were once just kids That skipped school to spend more time together and huddled up in the colder weather We were once just kids That snuck out past curfew so that we could dance in the rain, and that was our virtue We were once just kids That rode bikes around town and helped each other up whenever one of us would fall down We were once just kids But we are no longer, that's clear From the day that you left, you told me "Our life starts here" We were once just kids But now you're a man in a uniform And I'm his soon-to-be wife With just our memories to keep me warm We are no longer kids You have our country to serve for now, And I have letters every night to send out We are no longer kids And we have cares and we have worries and we have things to complain about But we still have each other and that's the one thing that ever counts We were once just kids But now we're grown and our life began And I'm still hopelessly in love with you, My United States Airman.
We've watched each other grow, and we still continue to do so. I could not be more proud of him... My Airman.
You're far too perfect to be mine And far too perfect to forget Military short hair Blonde in the summers When you lifeguard Almost brunette in the winters When you're a ski instructor A single vein in your forehead That shows when you feel Passionately About some noble cause Brown eyes that are Too quiet to hear Over the fireworks that explode From their outside corners With your laughter Strong shoulders From years of military training Arms the perfect length To encircle me When you're excited to see me When I need to cry Because you want to All leading down to your heart of gold Lacking scars of Heartbreak To mar the Flawless surface You're my best friend The one I tell my darkest secret My biggest fear My newest achievement My deepest sorrow But never How much I miss him You're far too perfect to be mine And far too perfect to forget
I could write a hundred thousand poems and never find the right words to ask you to choose me.