Little Red Car 2015
LITTLE RED CAR 2015
Looking out to the sea
where the sky cuts in two;
Palm Beach seagulls are drifting
on currents like they do;
I can feel what they're riding,
it's a soft summer eve,
and I hear every sigh;
as they whisper sighs I believe.
There's a girl on the beach,
she has eyes deep and blue,
in her smile is a fantasy;
reminds me of you;
but she's been too long sitting
in the sun, by the sea,
and the boy she hopes to meet,
reminds me of me.
If I think long ago,
to a love I once knew,
she might be part of everything,
maybe even you.
But she folds her umbrella,
then she tosses her hair,
and she smiles "I have to go,
but I don't remember where."
As she walks from the beach,
I can still feel the blue
of her eyes touching me ,
and reminding me of you.
As I think where you've been,
and I wonder where you are,
I watch her drive away
in her little red car.
It's that same little car
just as firecracker red
when I penned every word
as you drove through my head.
© Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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