Where were you bound Jimmy,
some southbound train
or thumbing it
down Ventura highway?
You always loved the sun
a fair weather bird
your wings a bedroll on your back
stashed behind my couch
just like the song

You loved this barefoot flower girl
as much as you were able
wove a crown of daisies
and violets for my hair
strummed lullabyes
when the sun went down
head in the clouds
and eyes on the stars
restless as the wind that blew you in

You liked the holes in my jeans
played with the strings
drew circles on my bare skin
as if you didn't know where to go
that dreamy look in your eyes
sleepy for having to stand still
ready to move yet wanting to stay
You buried your nose in my hair
breathed patchouli oil and incense

I watched you go one day
to strains of "Knights In White Satin"
watching your cool laid-back stride
boots happy to be touching pavement
all roads leading to somewhere
Where are you bound, Jimmy?
Hope you found where you belong
Or are you still riding the wind
trying to find your place in the sun?

(c) Linda Gayton 2006

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