As the Crow Flies

AS THE CROW FLIES
Debra J Ohlinger
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PLEASE REMEMBER ME
AS I MOVE AWAY FROM YOU TOO SOON
TELL YOUR CHILDREN NOW ALL ABOUT ME
AND HOW MUCH I MEANT TO YOU
LOOK FOR ME SOMEDAY
AS DUSY PICTURES FADE
IN THE CORNERS OF YOUR MIND
THINK ABOUT ME SOMETIME
WITH A SMILE INSIDE
AS THE CROW FLIES

THAT OL’ CLAPBOARD HOUSE
WINDOWS BROKEN OUT
WAS ONCE A PRIZE
NEWSPAPER COVERED WALL
HEARD VOICES IN IT’S HALL’S
OF DREAMS AND FOOLISH PRIDE
OUTSIDE THE DUSTY ROAD
LIKE TALCUM ROSE
THROUGH BAREFOOT CHILDREN’S TOES
MY SPIRITS FLYING HIGH
OVER GREEN FIELDS, BLUE SKY’S
AS THE CROW FLIES

SOLOS

RPT VERSE 1

IF EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY
AND THE WORDS ARE REALLY TRUE
WOULD YOU HEAR WHAT I WAS SAYING
WHEN MY PICTURE SPOKE TO YOU ?