We rode with the windows rolled down
To a little place we knew a long time ago
A place where time stopped and life went on
Cool water, hot summer sun, a rope swing and music drifting on the air
Cut offs and bare-feet, long hair tangled in dreams
We would all meet there, us artists, dreamers, music makers, and peace seekers
Tie dyed and bright eyes seeing the beauty in life, in a blade of grass, in the moment
Because that's all that mattered was that moment
We rode with the windows rolled down
To a little place where we hoped time still stopped
~doc
I like that. I hope we can find that spot for a little while. Have a beauty of a day and meet me back here tomorrow. Much Peace & hugs.
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