Sunday, December 2, 2018
Walk Away
I walked away from my blog
3 years ago when my Mom died.
I've been wanting to catch up.
This may be a start.
The Irish Hills Towers were saved.
Our favorite barn was not.
and then there's our kittehs...
I saw Joe Walsh live twice.
Once with the Eagles
at Tiger Stadium.
Once at the Michigan State Fair.
Takin' my time, choosin' my lines
Tryin' to decide what to do
Looks like my stop, don't wanna get off
Got myself hung up on you
Seems to me you don't wanna talk about it
Seems to me you just turn your pretty head and walk away
Places I've known things that I'm growin'
Don't taste the same without you
I got myself in the worst mess I've been
And I find myself starving without you
Seems to me talk all night here comes the morning
Seems to me you just forget what we said and greet the day
I've got to cool myself down stompin' around
Thinkin' some words I can't name ya
Meet ya halfway got nothin' to say
Still I don't s'pose I can blame ya
Seems to me you don't wanna talk about it
Seems to me you just turn your pretty head
Walk Away
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3 comments:
I was just thinking of you Lisa. I do hope you start blogging again. Sometimes it is good to walk away and then sometimes it is good to come back "home."
betty
Wow, three years is a long time - but I can certainly understand your reasons. Welcome back. I've been tempted to abandon my blog many times, but writing is one of the few things left that keeps me going. Take care.
This is good. I enjoyed seeing the alert that you were waking up from the long sleep. good for you. I hope this is a new beginning. I look forward to it. I echo both Berry and Jon above. Most of all sweet to see you, I have always liked your blog title!!!
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