Boston

By Hunter Brown

Take me back
To the red-washed walls
That send
Gray shivers of happiness
Up sad rosy cheeks

And the ocean mist
Springs salt in your eyes,
And makes you shed tears of joy
A bittersweet green takes my tears
And my breath away

I don’t know why I leave,
When I dream of just going back
But that’s no problem
I’ll just bring the place here

All the joy that would flow my veins
If only I could do that