homecoming girl
years on a hunting string
wanting our call to ring
fate delaying your homecoming
finding our love at first sight
time waiting made late right
today old english pointer gypsy
keeps her space around me
full of sweetness so dandy
layering it like cotton candy
rolling it around and alone
on a long narrow white paper life cone
inside the big angel food everyday cake dish
forming a large plume of a sweet candy wish
a carefully folded notion
shining pink strands of her sweet devotion
weaving through my life so neatly
with her easy ways completely
the drum majorette her baton she does twirl
my sweet little sweet homecoming girl
Friday, July 17, 2009
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