Yes, I miss Merle. Merle Haggard that is.
"Listening to the Wind"
Listening to the wind
Trying to hear the voice of a distant friend
Wishing you and I were close again
Listening to the wind
Listening to the breeze as it whispers through the poplar trees
Do you think of me way back then?
Do you listen to the wind?
Listening to the night/ Wishing we could hold and squeeze each other tight
I can almost hear the stars so bright
Listening to the night
Listening to the sound of a highway through some distant town
I can almost hear the pale moonlight
Do you listen to the night?
Listening to my mind/ Searching through my thoughts for the perfect line
Using tricks and telepathy at times
Do you listen to your mind?
Listening to the breeze as it whispers through the poplar trees
Wishing you and I were close again
Just listening to the wind
Recently I sat on a front porch late at night in a old porch swing....and that's what I did...I listened to the wind...you ever:
*Tried to hear the voice of a distant friend
*Wondered if anyone every thought of you from way back when
*Could almost hear the stars as they were so bright
*Heard the sounds of a distant highway
*Could almost hear the moonlight
*Found yourself searching for the perfect line
*Listening to your mind as it moved on
*Wishing to be close again
Well, I have. You?
I miss those who can find words that often express my thoughts, feelings and emotions.
Merle could do that for me.
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August 15, 2016
Keep on,
Larry Adamson