Summerset Rose

Who’s in the garden there, playing with point of view
Shooting her camera, everything’s something new
Something new

Who’s in my memory, tracing her laughter
Racing around my lips, who’ve I been after, I
Knew her once, and kept her in close
I let her run free then, and watched her, my summer set rose

Who’s in the atmosphere, wind in her hair
World fit to mention when nobody’s there
She takes out the lights ’cause she’s bright as a star
And dances with midnight, no matter how far

Knows how to cherish the moment she lives
Doesn’t have cable, or care what it is
The colors that form in her halo
Were made in her image

Bending a path to my
Heart over yonder
Forceful but funny and
Teasing a ponder
Everything under the sun
Has already begun


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