with a sharp eye
and a soft frown
i walked with my friend
into the nearest town
and she gave me a little smile
so i decided to stay awhile
put my hand on her arm
meant to protect her from
any harm
but she told me
to toe the line
that she felt timid
and liked me just fine
and we had a nice cup of hot tea
at a small cafe
just her and me
and i didn't know what to say
the day became slow
the weatherman said it might snow
but i saw a blue sky and bright sun
she asked for another drink but i was done
we read a paper story and discovered a clue
i read her a poem and she didn't know what to do
so we went to the park bench and took a seat
i offered her a piece of candy to eat
she looked at me and said thank you, please
there was a gentle breeze
and it made her smile
so i decided to stay awhile
put my hand on her arm
meant to protect her from
any harm
and it felt comfortable and sweet
to watch people passing on the street
we waited for nothing at all
and soon we watched darkness fall
with a sharp eye
and a soft frown
i walked with my friend
into the nearest town
where we decided to stay
and i didn't know what to say.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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