Bandage my fingers
\nVirginia Carraway Stark <\/p>\n
The road is at my feet again
\nI take a tentative step forward
\nI can’t wait to see
\nHow each time I crest
\nEach new horizon
\nI fall in love
\nWith every view
\nAgain and again
\nAnd how there are the very few things
\nthat never change
\nfor if they did
\nthe adventure wouldn’t be worth trip
\nhand in hand
\nask me never
\nif I need your hand on mine
\nto make life worth living
\nor the spirit of adventure in my ever step <\/p>\n
I remember the swans
\nfloating on that stream
\nthe one where I wore the llama shawl
\nand we plucked our first dreams
\nfrom weeping willows
\ntrailing branches
\nbroken fingers in the current of never ending delights <\/p>\n
Examining each flower for perfection
\nfinding it and it was more than enough
\nto leave it to grow and exhale <\/p>\n
We are pioneers of love
\nof life
\nthough they slapped our hands
\nand tried to break our fingers
\nOur children have become plentiful
\nSwimming behind us in a line of love
\nDon’t ever give up
\nI’m sometimes a bit slow
\nI trip on my love
\nas I drag my broken fingers in the stream
\nThis is where we saw the sun rise
\nLand of unfettered dreams
\nBandage my hands for me
\nmake me whole again
\nthen I’ll be what you imagined
\nand you’ll be all I dreamed of too
\nit can be like a movie
\nwhere there are clean sheets
\nand the movie is over
\na new movie begins
\nit’s the land of new stories beginning
\nthis old ones stale and done<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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