Somewhat
You never felt the sun
the merry-go-round always spinning blue
songs are sung without harmony
summers always run cool
I gently hold that ice violin
in the shallow end of the pool,
somewhat.
You never tasted a snowflake
the swing forever swings empty
parades always march silent
I fly in the maelstrom
of the grayest confetti
somewhat.
Your footprints will never pitter-patter
on the tranquil shores of life
so, my steps burn heavy
I walk the shores alone
the candle void of any light
somewhat.
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