Twice In a Lifetime
You can call it love
That I know for sure
But, I think it is something else
Something so much more
It's a feeling like no other
You know it when it hits
It's when two things go together
When it's perfect, when it fits
You know the special feeling
It makes you feel quite whole
It's like you've been down to the crossroads
You made a deal and sold your soul
It may just come by once in life
I got lucky, it came twice
The first time, on a frozen pond
When my blades cut up the ice
It was peaceful, perfect, flowing
The ice and I were one
I'd be out there from sun up
Until the day was done
I remember people cheering
Those cheers forever will I hold
This was what I wanted
The feeling was pure gold
Time went by like normal
I had the feeling, but not quite
I found love, but, it was different
Even though it felt so right
Like I said, it's different
Because it doesn't love you too
It's not like loving someone
I can't explain it quite, can you?
Like I said, for some folks
It may come by them twice
I'm am blessed it happened
This time off the ice
You know when in a movie
The sunbeam comes down from the sky
And lights up something special
You know the scene, don't lie
The hockey was my vision
But there was something missing still
I loved the feel of freedom
But, there was something missing still
It Michigan it hit me
It caught me by surprise
I was looking at guitars one day
It hit me hard between the eyes
Worse than any check I'd felt
Worse than popping out a knee
A old Washburn guitar
Was hanging, taunting me
Of all the things upon the wall
All the guitars holding court
This Washburn said you want me
More than playing at your sport
I took it down and held it
Like the first woman that I'd had
It's curves gave me that feeling
It made me feel quite glad
This guitar's full of music
Full of songs to still be sung
Stories of others and my lifetime
Maybe this poem will be one
Most people get the feeling
In their lifetime once or twice
I got mine later with the Washburn
I still get it on the ice.
I wrote this for a friend who tried to describe to me about playing pro hockey, and how his love of playing guitar has been reignited.
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