Streetlight Sound

 I miss that sidewalk treat
That tasted so sweet
A lemonade stand
That momma planned
In a perfect place
Without a trace
Time went missing
As we were kissing
What happened to that
Front porch soul
And a timeless chat
As we grow old
Let’s talk about the latter
The ones that matter
Supper’s cooking
So don’t go looking
For a scent of love
Down in the grove
The time will come
To realize where it’s from
Dreams still beckon
Memories that reckon
When the streetlight
Starts to hum
And the sun sets good night
Time to head back home


BeLove © 2017


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