Speaking with you is like a warm summer breeze
When you find just that sunny spot and can lean back with ease
I listen to your stories, full of wisdom acquired through experience
and each time you lean in close to whisper, I too lean forward to catch the lesson
When you find just that sunny spot and can lean back with ease
I listen to your stories, full of wisdom acquired through experience
and each time you lean in close to whisper, I too lean forward to catch the lesson
It’s like the leaves are rustling through the trees
and your hands have lines like the ridges on bark
and your knuckles like roots coming up from the earth
and your hair like snow banks without a sound
