I had the sweetest evening...
I met a Canadian friend down at the canal to practice Danish tonight, when a dingy full of young boys with ukuleles docked, and began singing Beirut songs while the sun was setting and the boats were rocking and the seagulls were crying. It was one of those moments when you just know that someone must be up there conducting the minute events of this grand world just to make you happy.
2 comments:
thats super cute :)
Can you still remember how it all began?
With clipper ships and pink electric trees,
Dawnlight on a skyline bridges' span,
Street light on a rooftop memory.
Then it was me and spring came,
Playing a song of spring rain,
A melody in your name.
---wish I could be there listening to the sounds of spring(and that magical man)
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