Good Girls

Good girls

I’m like Coldplay, serenading the stereo

Of a high school kids 1982 Honda civic

And you… your like the rain

Although my musical intentions are to make something spectacular

No matter how hard I try my rusted frame, doesn't seem to portray what I want

And then…. There is you.

With the joyful drops of rain,

Cascade the surface of my exterior

You take what was once beautiful,

And make it magical

You're the reason why poets write poetry,

Why songwriters write melodies

You…. You're a good girl

One that makes a rusted old car of soul,

Want to be better then what it was built for.

You flake off the years of pain,

To reveal parts of me, as I didn't know I existed

You…. You are the reason astronomers reach for the stars

And then stand wrapped in awe, that even the universe with all its complexities

Cant stand to the simple things in life that leave us grateful

For all the good, simple, worth while women on this planet.

Who make us… want to build, grow, flow, show, go, paint, create, escape, discover, climb, shine, be kind, and stand in line until the end of time, if that's what it takes to find you.

Good girls… their the ones worth fighting, striving, waiting, changing, creating, saving, keeping, slaving, talking, walking to the end of the earth for.

Good girls, please keep being good, because if you don't, there’s no hope for us.

Thank you.