I got out of the way
Of a tumbleweed as it bounced
Along on the church parking lot
But I did not want to get away from you .
As the wind blew
I held my hat on my head .
The dust got in my eyes .
It took a while
To get inside
Your house
But once I got in
Everything was calm peaceful and beautiful
And everything was right with me .
By Brock
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