Spring to me is the time of the year to warm up from winter and stretch the bones going into summer. Time to get myself in bikini shape as it were.
Spring is also the time of the year my mind slips back into the fond memories of my youth. Time when I was younger, stronger, and a lot less gray. The time in a young mans life when I was mobile, fun loving and carefree.
What am I talking about?
Spring Tour 1989 to be specific.
Atlanta to Greensboro to Pittsburgh to ..........you get the picture.
Look for a while at the China Cat sunflower,
Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun.
Copperdome bodhi drip a silver kimono,
Like a crazy quilt stargown through a dream night wind.
Crazy cat peekin' through a lace bandanna,
Like a one-eyed Cheshire,
like a diamond-eye jack.
A leaf of all colors plays a golden-string fiddle,
To a double-E waterfall over my back.
Comic book colors on a violin river Cryin' Leonardo,
Words from out a silk trombone.
I rang a silent bell,
beneath a shower of pearls,
In the eagle-winged palace of the Queen Chinee.
The past is the past.
The future is now.
Enjoy the ride before it is all too late.
Tim
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