it was on a sunny day that sent me to exploring
and I found an old cemetery
inviting, sunlit and airy
and I could smell drifting rosemary
as I walked among the names my emotions were soaring
I was lost in a sea of stones
oh, tears came for the decayed bones
buried among sun dappled tones
my hair a dark river down my body flowing, pouring
cotton candy flowers dying
even the statues are sighing
the vines, vines were really trying
I almost tossed these lines out but for the question roaring
will I be lost among the vines
a dead poet who wrote nice lines
will keep 'til I see how life untwines
I can’t ever catch up to you
You always seem to be two steps away
But I can never seem to reach you
It feels like I’ll be chasing after you forever
I wish I was as fast as you
I could run with you holding hands
Cherishing being together
I try to catch up to you
I try to throw a lasso
The rope untwines in my hands
I run faster
But the faster I run the more the gap widens
I try to shout for you
Yell your name
I trip in my own steps
I trip over a rock
Three steps
Four steps
The gap only widens the harder I try
The gap seems like a ocean now
I guess I can’t ever catch up to you
I guess I’ll just stand and watch
Winter lays heavy upon their hearts
Memories faded friends past old
A seasoned wind untwines their souls
To their leavened faith test continue to unfold
The depth of the family roots are now exposed
As winter prepares for its final repose
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