Blue

Take me to that place
We went to as kids;
That little house by the sea,
The place that brought
You to me.
We’d fight monsters there, our fears,
And talk of love and life
And of all the dreams
We held dear;
We’d put flowers in our hair -
Yellow in mine,
Blue in yours,
And we’d wake up to hope every day,
And tell me if I’m wrong,
But I’m sure I’m not,
We were happy too.
Bring me back the happy,
The hope
And all the things we had
When we were kids, you and I.
Take me to that place again
And let me have the ocean’s wind in my hair
Instead of pretty flowers,
For those aren’t for me yet
But for you,
For the dead.
Now, darling,
I want the wind to take me back
To that happy place -
Where there was you,
Where there was me,
Where there was hope;
Back to that pretty place
By the blue sea.

~ Inchara S R