Swan Song Summer

Glorious sun of this small town,
Daughter dancing to her own rhythm,
Children of the summer,
Come and gone in heat and bloom.

So watch the summer night spells,
Crystalline blue in the dark,
And find fond memories there
To warm us through cold days to come.

I held the embers of the season,
Swan songs for long roads and late nights,
You are vintage hued and vintage crowned,
How you'll be remembered for the years,

Standing proud and laughing,
Behind rippling waves of heat of the day,
Beneath the sentry stars of night,
All just swan songs for the summer when we felt small.

The Fall of Rain

Beautiful is the girl who longs to dance in the rain,

And brave is the boy who learns love that way.

So where is the rain when you need it most,

When you just need something new.

Those dark clouds rumble a promise of change,

Teasing when they belong to just the horizon,

But there is joy in a rainy day parade.

Joy in the face of a child,

Peace as the noise eases me to sleep,
And beauty in the falling baptism.

The rain does not care if I sleep
Or if I'm awake holding talks with all my thoughts,
The rain will fall and the world spins on.