Meredith

How do they feel?

I always wonder.

Standing up high,

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Trouble and me are old buddies, you see.

We go back a ways since I was just three.

It started one day when a pickle was found.

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Why should I fear what I should not

I fear things That I know zilch about

Our fears are hidden deep within

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I do not know whether it is a constant need for attention,

Or a clear indication that no one is willing to listen,

I fear that my presence is more of a want than need,

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They called us outlaws

They said we were wild

Compared to the others

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I listen to the thunder

As the lightening fills the sky’s

The smell of rain is in the air

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With a smile on face, looking to each other

We sat by the window in that Chinese restaurant

Ordered some food, looked like half cooked

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My mother used to fuss at dad, in church he’d lead the singing

He really wasn’t that great a singer and kept my mother fussing

On the way to church one day as mom to dad was speechin

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Growing up consisted of Sunday morning worship.

I don’t mean no disrespect it made me a better grown up.

It also led to funny tales that I’m about to share.

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"Look at that damn art on the wall"

"What do you think it means"

"How does it seem to be"

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