Gone Are The Days

Curled up on the couch

Your coffee cup in my hand

An old scented shirt

Summer rain on demand

Whispered melodies 

Carried away on the breeze

I linger longer

Hoping to hear you please

Gone are the days

When you paddled to my door

A new understanding

Has rocked me to my core

Gone are the days

When you paddled to my door

A new understanding

Is here for evermore

Dusky days coddle

My deeply darkened mind

I must not prattle

About being left behind

My thoughts are worried

I long to reach you now

Past the veil of silence

Under a weeping bough

Gone are the days

When you paddled to my door

A new understanding

Has rocked me to my core

Gone are the days

When you paddled to my door

A new understanding

Is here for evermore

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by Bill Ferguson

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