CARRIE CHERONMUSIC
I Forget

Fluttering leaves like to float by my window;
a permanent means to their permanent end.
Everything's new at the break of September, and then...

Well, it hasn't stopped raining since May, if I remember,
though nobody's ever accused me of that.
G-d help me to finally remember the things I forget.

Like smiles that light up a sea of sad faces,
sweet nights of loving before it goes wrong,
long-stemmed bouquets wrapped with twine and gold cellophane.

Shimmering snow fills the streets of December,
heavy on windows, frost on the grout.
And every heart struggles to lean toward the summer and call out.

But branches, like I, tend to bend in the winter
from all of that weight and all of that wear.
G-d help me to finally see what has always been there.

Like beautiful storm clouds that threaten the mountains,
wild flowers and tall grass that goes on for miles,
breathing in deeply with friends beneath a blanket of stars.

And the rain hinders everyone from seeing what's perfect,
the gray skies succeed in playing games with your sight,
but Lord knows I could never get enough of that damn fine light.

Fluttering leaves like to float by my window,
a permanent means to their permanent end.
But everything's new at the break of September,
amen.

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