kamilla davila


Happy The Times Were


Happy the times were when we were free of our troubles
Happy the times were when we rode around in the car with the wind in our hair.
Dancing in the rain in the middle of the street
Running in the sprinklers at the football field at night
We were happy knowing that we weren't going anywhere
Who knew our fun would end sooner than we thought.

Winter came and all of our fun disappeared into the snow and dead leaves.
Happy the times were when everything was in our hands
But now things hang by a loose thread, not making any sense at all

Looking back at the small town with a couple of thousand to keep us company
Looking back as we drive away to the 'supposed' new great life

Happy the times were when we lived in the small town we loved so dear
Happy the times were when we had Sonora.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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  • Rookie - 262 Points Ray Quesada (10/13/2012 3:37:00 AM)

    for a 13-year old, you are heading in the right direction with your poetic voice. the best advice i can possibly give you: READ READ READ READ, all the greats and write write write. crumble up the bad ones if you get upset, but don't toss them away. i've found crumbled up verses of Gold in old boxes that i thought were terrible at the time i wrote them. eventually you will learn the lessons you need from the masters, and move on to your own masterpieces. (Report) Reply

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