I wrote this song, story or poem
in those quiet moments behind the wheel,
those last 400 miles coming home to Springfield.
It seems fitting to have you
in my space the evening before
I quietly rewrite my simple mind.
Sometimes
I feel separated from the era I live in
and drink too much to write so little.
I’m in awe with your songs,
of being in your midst and
in this moment in time,
don’t you know?
Fidel Guerra, Oregon, March 25, 2021.
in those quiet moments behind the wheel,
those last 400 miles coming home to Springfield.
It seems fitting to have you
in my space the evening before
I quietly rewrite my simple mind.
Sometimes
I feel separated from the era I live in
and drink too much to write so little.
I’m in awe with your songs,
of being in your midst and
in this moment in time,
don’t you know?
Fidel Guerra, Oregon, March 25, 2021.
