January 9th, 2023
Baby, California is sad today, by d.s.l

Baby, California is sad today

The clouds have gathered themselves

The rains now wash away the memories of times

 

The sun, the beaches, and the mountains 

All are darken by pillowing shape of reality 

 

My friends said it’s a joy to have rain 

That this is a rebirth for the earth that wrinkled and died 

 

But I can’t relate to people today 

I wept when it rained like I wept when you came

 

Is this a rebirth or is this eternal death?

Can one not die to be reborn or all must suffer Christ? 

 

Must I die to find you again 

or can this life return my bride?

 

Baby, California is sad today

The sun has traded its light for tears of your absence

 

The places that you would go 

Your sundress on the sand 

 

The nights that you would see 

Your smile that makes stars shine

 

The heart that you would love

Your eyes nested in mine

 

But this place is barren now

A wasteland of romantic dreams that was young and green

 

California cry for you today

For beauty that left and was left behind 

 

California cry for me today 

For poems of love now loves alone