As i wave to the magpie third one this month, can't help but wonder, as yet again i shudder.
Then it start's to rain and thunder. I smile.
Stealing my thought's. Where was i? Oh yes, rain and thunder. Then i shudder.
Deja-vu as i wonder.
Trying to remember just as i forget. More and more as i will continue to do, my closest memory's also.
Even my memory's of you.