Hawaii To Maine--Another Episode

We left here when I was a kid Six thousand miles, we had lived I swapped the trickle of coarse beach sand For a dying snowflake in a glowing hand Kids thought of me as being different I thought they're all the same, ignorant I did what I could, it was rewarded with good Got memories at school and my neighborhood Sadly, it was short-lived for us, during that time Since dad was done, it was nineteen sixty-nine Mom was fine, being there attending a church I made friends and held a skunk that didn't squirt Sunny Hawaii, we flew to the cloudiness of Maine People there and here were basically, the same ...For we live on a sphere ...Gravity keeps us here ...It's just a matter of time ...Heaven will make us fine 2019 September 15
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