PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

They wanted me to always look out for you    

Boys alone with their daughter bothered them      

But you grew older, now I simply adore you

and they're afraid this loser just might win.



I like the fact I live beside you baby

at the gateway to love near discipline

We're guided by the power of what's happenin

the boiling spirit, underneath our skin    



I don't feel sorry that I dumped your sister

she'd always tell them where you'd been

and now you see her stayin at home waitin

while we're drugged with love lip to chin.



Now here we are in a long airport line up

Oh how we prayed for this thrill to begin

I don't like it by the window I'll take the isle

but I don't want to be far from your grin

                  

Oh I thank you for the kindness of growing up  

and taking this advenbture on the wind    

We practised many nights and we're ready

I'll play the french horn and you the violin



They believe us when we say we live for music

cause you're in grade six now and I'm in seven

The school band won these tickets down to Boston

I hope we do the same next year again.