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Brand new fence, pretty flowers line a paver walk
Decorated for harvest a pumpkin and a corn stalk
Fresh mulch around the newly trimmed up trees
Two figures locking lips laying toes up in the breeze
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
Sunsets shared together, hand in hand out for a stroll
Celebrating life so happy they finally reached their goal
Looks in her eyes and he feels so warm and secure
Life couldn’t get much better, friend don’t be so sure
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
Burn your plans, there go your dreams
Burned to a crisp or that’s how it seems
Burn those aspirations, fueled with hope
Warm your hands over the embers, try to cope
But it all just burns
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
I stand there helplessly fighting fire with a garden hose
Too much for me alone I guess that’s just the way it goes
I won’t drop it and walk away, no not until I learn
Who torched my happy fantasy just to watch it burn
Tim Windisch
07 06 2024
Burn
Brand new fence, pretty flowers line a paver walk
Decorated for harvest a pumpkin and a corn stalk
Fresh mulch around the newly trimmed up trees
Two figures locking lips laying toes up in the breeze
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
Sunsets shared together, hand in hand out for a stroll
Celebrating life so happy they finally reached their goal
Looks in her eyes and he feels so warm and secure
Life couldn’t get much better, friend don’t be so sure
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
Burn your plans, there go your dreams
Burned to a crisp or that’s how it seems
Burn those aspirations, fueled with hope
Warm your hands over the embers, try to cope
But it all just burns
Along comes a flame engulfing them no matter where they turn
Seems it was just a dream and now the whole thing starts to burn
I stand there helplessly fighting fire with a garden hose
Too much for me alone I guess that’s just the way it goes
I won’t drop it and walk away, no not until I learn
Who torched my happy fantasy just to watch it burn
Tim Windisch
07 06 2024