Noone else knows
Let's walk through the park
until the moon says it's dark
Let's dance through the flowers
for hours and hours and hours.
We'll laugh at all the funny things
never answer when the telephone rings
We'll cry when we see those things sad
and promise that we'll never be so bad
Together stroll along the beach
and feel completely out of reach
Playing with the sand between our toes
feeling the love that noone else knows.
Jon Stainsby
Thu 21st Nov 2019 20:31
Thank you, Po