It Wouldn't Be Right, Somehow
Author: Shiloh


She lives just down the road.
Well, across town, anyway.
Not a big town,
no, it ain’t grown up much
since ‘way back when.
In that town, back when,
there are hiding a lot of memories.
Probably they are best left hidden,
‘cause what else
are you gonna do with ‘em, anyway?
Nice to take ‘em out and smile a bit,
and be grateful for the smiles,
grateful for the reasons for the smiles,
and then gently put ‘em all back to bed again.
It’s like having a small bunch of diamonds,
precious stones that no one else knows about,
and no one else would understand
or appreciate them anyway.
Everyone has memories like this…
most don’t talk about ‘em,
most folks just keep ‘em in the back,
with the drawer shut tight,
to keep ‘em back there,
'cause others might see them.
For some reason most folks
can’t admit to those old memories
or what they can still mean,
so they leave ‘em alone.
They’re missing out on some smiles,
by doing it that way,
but it’s the way they think it has to be.
Especially if you’re wearing a ring
given to you by the one you’re with,
the one you’re gonna be with until your last breath.
You don’t want to upset anyone, after all, right?
You would never do that.
It wouldn’t be right, somehow.
Yeah, she lives across town,
and it ain’t a big town.
But I have never gone there,-
never will, either.
It wouldn’t be right, somehow.
Those memories are locked up now,
and I haven’t taken ‘em out
until just now,
in order to write this.
And yes, there is a smile I’m carrying,
but just for a few minutes.
it wouldn’t be right, somehow.
There are al sorts of things
rolling around in our minds,
but the nicest are some of the smiles
that we remember, sometimes.
Just sometimes.
it wouldn’t be right, somehow.


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