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Whatever Happened!
Whatever happened to the weekends at home
the loveseat, the movies, together alone.
Whatever happened to the home cooked dish
the corkscrew, the bubbles, and the secret wish.
Whatever happened to the kiss at first sight
the moon, and the stars, and the walks at night.
Whatever happened to the future we sought
the workweek, the newsbeat, and the radio clock.
Remember girl when we were sweethearts
we stopped at nothing we gave it our heart.
Whatever happened to the romance that soared
and the long nights together, lusty and torrid.
Whatever happened to the you lean on me
the phone call, the notebook, the boy scout degree.
Whatever happened to the quick second look
the lover, the friend, the comfort we took.
Whatever happened to the home with the porch
the sunroom, the fireside, the cosy love port.
Remember girl when we were sweethearts
we stopped at nothing we gave it our heart.
Whatever happened to the trips down the pike
the sunshine, the bright rooms, the dancing at night.
Whatever happened to the long evening gown
the quiche, the entree, and the lights turned down.
Whatever happened to the blue jeans and shorts
the garden, the flowers, and the summer resort.
Whatever happened to the you and the me
the time, the virtue, and the love we both need?
Remember girl when we were sweethearts
we stopped at nothing we gave it our heart.
Just surfing around since I'm back again at PostPoems...found your site again. I love this one! What a nice song...ESPECIALLY on accordion (ha, ha) -- my retort to a previous commenter on this -- though, I'm getting more into concertina, these days!
This one tugs, goes right for the nostalgia tinged with remorse. Makes me long for a youth I should have had, and brings back feelings I've kept papered over a little too long. Good job at pushing all the right buttons, Eric!! Ken
My Secret River
Smilesz... great flow of rhyme, Eric... it's rather different from the others i commented huh?~! hehee... i can set this to folk music, with a folk guitar, harmonica or accordion...haha. More somberly: it's really sad, yes....that some people just 'wake up' one day and realize that all the good old days have faded just like that....and what's left, is only a residue of their love and passion.. Oh well...