by catherine carrigan

Created on: June 19, 2010

THAT feeling

I hear a distant drummer;

he beckons me to come.

No one else can hear him,

he plays for me alone.

In the midst of all the craziness,

I hear that familiar beat,

and I know I must be going soon,

I must soon follow my feet,

It brings back those old feelings,

carefree moments in time;

The sound of the my heart is calling, and,

my will is no longer mine.

You bring back those feelings,

You are the only one.

You are the reason I cannot stay,

You, are the beat of the drum.

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