I was there the day you slipped from the
earth,
The quiet was depressing
The look you gave me unspeakable
I see it spinning around in the fluids of my
mind,
I carry it with me forever searching
The funeral brought forgiveness seekers
I watched them as hatred planted seeds
deep within me,
I picture you standing in the dark
A smile always playing upon your lips
Nebraska summers were wickedly
smoldering,
We would ride bikes down back alleys
Seeking lilacs in the moonlight
Their smell forever invading dreamily
You picked every deep purple beauty
I searched for the humble renewing white
We watched skunks breeze among the
shadows,
Time stood still as we sat by the lakeside
singing,
Water rippled continuously in the
darkness,
Fish jumped catching mosquitoes
Those were the days mom
Those were the good old days
