Separate Realities

I’ve got a brand new poodle skirt

Bobbie socks rolled down

Got a nickel for the juke box

Time to wipe away that frown

We can share Coke in a bottle

Two straws instead of one

We can be-bop till we both do drop

And our shoestrings come undone

We can cruise along the boulevard

Windows all rolled down

Radio a blastin’

Wakin’ up this lazy town

Then we’ll drive-in for a burger

Hail a skating waitress there

Not a stranger in the entire place

In this small town that we share

Tomorrow gonna buy a dress

For the senior prom

A semi-formal, party, gown

Picked out by me and mom

Then I’ll dream about that evening

When you’ll take me by the hand

And we’ll dance so close together

To “Love Letters In The Sand”

Very soon we’ll graduate

Learn the work we'll do for life

And not too long after that

We’ll become husband and wife

Within a year or maybe two

We will buy ourselves a home

On the street where we both were raised

Near our family, ne’er to roam

Then in a year, we'll both decide

To have children of our own

A boy for you, a girl for me

To bless our happy home

Our life all set we'll face each day

As our parents did before

We'll be true partners through our life

To love forever and adore

As we lived our lifetime's dream

The world around us changed

The choices that we thought we'd made

Had somehow been rearranged 

Our life seemed so much simpler then

From the things we face today

We lost our sense of direction

And from our families we did stray

We’ve complicated everything

Worked ourselves into the ground

We buy much more than we can afford

To turn our neighbor's heads around

It’s no longer about who we are

But more about what we buy

We have lost the lust for life, we knew

And started living in the lie

Sherry Gail Heim

September 3, 2004

Copyright © Sherry Gail Heim 2004