Tuesday, December 30, 2014
I took the girls to dances,
Partied hard with the hometown boys…
Just wanting to be accepted,
Was the entire background noise.
I sacrificed few principles,
Though business was push and shove;
Adopting others values,
The background noise was finding love.
A free spirit in workforce bondage,
I was set free by the Salish Sea…
Alive on the "Isle of Beauty",
The background noise was all about me.
Now these are the days of days…
Tides and sunsets pull out and down.
Gravity forces dictate change;
Time forgets, and a life’s unwound.
I miss my friends no longer here;
My dogs… how I miss those boys.
Though all of my memories are happy,
Grief is the background noise.