There was always
something about you that I liked
I didn’t follow
you or get to know you
But I was aware of
you
And there was
always something about you that I liked
Maybe it was
because I liked the things you helped make
I felt at home
while playing on the rocky cliffs overlooking the ocean
I felt at home
while diving in and out of the waves, and digging in the sand
I felt at home
while walking in the woods and climbing trees
I’ve always felt
like someone on the outside looking in
I don’t do well
with the proud, or those who apparently have it all together
I’d rather sit on
the curb with the kid no one at school likes
I’d rather be in
the company of those who are misfits in this world
There was always
something about you that I liked
Now that I follow
you and have gotten to know and love you
I am more aware of
your Presence in the places I feel at home
I am more aware of
your Presence with the people I enjoy being with
I guess that is
why there was always something about you that I liked
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