Some Kind Of Good-bye  (11-22-09)

all afternoon I drank it away
forgetting myself for just a little while
So sweetly I talked to someone I didnt even know
It felt good to steal a smile or two

Eventually I stood up and looked around
For something unusual and different
Wondering what became of the old me
What would it be like to live inside someone else's dreams

I cannot pretend I wonder what it would be like to be someone else
But never sacrificing the memories of everyone I still love
With memories of my Dad and all the lost friends I still have
I will have to be me until my day is done

I may not be a pretty bird in a tree
or a flower during mid-bloom
But I will keep trying to give the best of me
To all of this messed up world we all live in


dedicated to the loving memory of Arden Hanna (01/09/1939- 11/22/2006)
The world misses you Dad...

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