It was 1989 my thoughts were short my hair was long
caught
somewhere between a boy and man.
She
was seventeen and she was far from inbetween
It
was summertime in northern Michigan
Splashin
through the sandbar, talkin by the campfire
its
the simple things in life like when and where
We
didnt have no internet, but man I never will
forget
the
way the moonlight shined apon her hair
xxx♥xxx