It Doesn’t Matter

It doesn't matter if it's green or blue
All that matters is that I have you
Black or white, red or yellow
Whatever it takes to be your fellow
I'll learn to read, I'll learn to write
To send you letters, day and night
Even if it means I must buy a bird
I will do anything to give my word
I'll find a mailman, I'll send a dog
I'll float down a river attached to a log
Whatever it takes to make you feel grand
Or as good as I do when I hold your hand

"A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way"
-Plain White T's
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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January 27, 2024 at 10:52 PM
Paul, Seems you write from a place that can't be qualified or quantified in syllabic count or metered rhythm. Where it came from doesn't matter as much as where it takes you on, forward. Hope you never lose it. -Richard
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