StevenBoatman

Thinking of You:I thought of you today,When I passed by our old cafe.I thought of long talksOn sunny summer days.I remembered you,When I drove byThe old graveyard late last night.I thought of late autumn nights,Hunting ghosts by pale moonlight.I missed you dearly,When I saw a pot of tea.I remembered all the chats,And all the things that used to be.And though we nowAre far apart,Our friends are alwaysClose at heart.So when you haveA quiet dayStop and turnYour thoughts...