Mississippi

You've gone so many places

that I couldn't keep count,

and although we already live so far away,

we still talk

every now and then

and I wait for the summer day

where I can walk

and sit and talk

and marvel at the wonders

and beauty;

all is here

under these muggy covers.

Tell me about your travels,

and all the things

you saw.

Tell me of the things

that left you in
such awe.

 

 Tell me about Mississippi,

and Florida, and Indiana,

and all the others.

You'll say nothing interesting

in your opinion.

But the one of innocent heart

will be amazed.

©LJ

 27 May 2014