I
was
sure
that
I'd
be
schooled
by
my
children
not
the
other
way
'round
there
is
weather
on
his
face
I
hadn't
seen
before
he's
so
quiet
I
talked
'bout
pinecones
the
rich
and
how
we're
all
naked
under
our
clothes
we've
all
got
a
story
to
tell
and
many
more
stories
yet
to
live
the
fiddle
wept
gently
even
the
rose
leaned
in
I
was
moved
standing
still
mars
ain't
the
kinda
place
to
raise
your
kids
in
fact
it's
cold
as
hell
-Elton John, Rocket Man
your
eyes
are
oh
so
pretty
they
sparkle
even
when
the
sky
doesn't
the
sky
opened
up
like
it
was
going
to
hug
me
and
then
it
didn't
the
cat
meowed
the
crow
cawed
the
baby
cried
and
all
in
time
with
the
wind
you
sang
a
pretty
note
that
gave
way
to
the
next
pretty
note
you
sang
I
wanna
run
away
and
stay
still
and
fly
and
lay
down
forever
my
desire's
so
painful
I'm
a
prisoner
of
my
own
damn
design
seriously
dudes
everything
is
awesome
when
you're
part
of
a
team
it
was
like
the
sky
was
singing
so
I
started
singing
along
too
I
fall
in
love
with
you
harder
each
day
how
could
you
do
this
to
me
she's
just
a
magical
pony
with
no
horn
and
without
any
wings
it's
like
they
sang
in
that
song
when
I
want
you
all
I
have
to
do
is
dream
I
lay
in
the
open
grass
feeling
the
soft
warm
green
blades
beneath
me
the
grass
blew
in
the
winds
I
remember
being
a
girl
in
your
arms
there's
no
breaking
this
spell
my
sweet
you
belong
to
me
and
this
forest
I
woke
at
3
anxious
couldn't
sleep
'cause
I
hadn't
written
a
poem
I
was
sweet
to
the
honey
moon
and
the
honey
moon
was
sweet
to
me
the
honey
moon
was
out
in
love
on
the
luckiest
day
of
the
year
there's
nothing
like
the
gold
heart
of
a
true
friend
nothing
like
it
at
all
as
I
stood
washing
the
dishes
the
sounds
of
the
children
made
me
smile
I
miss
you
so
damn
much
I
want
nothing
more
than
to
cry
all
day
long
family
is
who
you
love
who
loves
you
not
always
where
your
blood
comes
from
my
brown
eyes
are
blue
I
look
for
you
in
the
clouds
and
I
don't
see
you
the
cat
laid
in
the
grass
by
the
fence
in
the
shaded
part
of
the
lawn
she
walked
like
the
sound
of
the
music
coming
from
the
taqueria
the
favorite
movie
the
song
you
always
sang
the
land
you
used
to
walk
the
moon
came
out
white
clear
everyday
comforting
me
until
nightfall
she
told
me
to
look
at
the
sky
so
we
looked
together
at
the
sky
her
hair
blew
in
the
wind
she
closed
her
eyes
and
saw
herself
somewhere
else
the
bugs
gold
frenzied
together
mobbed
under
the
sunlight
hovering
my
poetry
is
too
quick
for
me
I
sing
all
the
songs
to
myself
she
said
there's
nothing
that
will
make
it
better
I
felt
a
little
better
I
heard
Bob
Dylan
sing
Kingsport
Town
and
I
touched
the
baby's
pink
cheeks
I
want
to
tell
you
about
the
moon
It's
lovely
so
very
lovely
