My Aunt Lena is slapping her hands . . . and the Tuttles and Mainouses and Brewers are all smiling, probably making something good to eat; a big Southern spread, with dumplins and peach cobbler
. . . I see my mother, a young girl, dancing in the field swinging her pet chicken
my beautiful ex-wife, my precious little girl they are probably there, too
and perhaps Johnny is there, as well -- they were all connected
life is complicated. "seeing things" it comes with a price -- what really can you say; my mother and I both "released"
but life, some days it's harder than others
indeed it is
. . . I see my mother, a young girl, dancing in the field swinging her pet chicken
my beautiful ex-wife, my precious little girl they are probably there, too
and perhaps Johnny is there, as well -- they were all connected
life is complicated. "seeing things" it comes with a price -- what really can you say; my mother and I both "released"
but life, some days it's harder than others
indeed it is
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