There are songs of songs of songs
There are favorite days of the year
There are philharmonics in the park
There are family vacations to disney
There are Dylan dogs and Maudie
There are dance parties for hours
There are dates and radiohead loud
There are farmers market radishes
There are forgotten loves 40 miles
There are cousins signing books PAX
There are columbian BBQs in Queens
There are gray dogs with skateboards
There are storms when I do laundry
There are sympathy stranger sneezes
There are tears rolling down cheeks

There are hopes
That are nopes
When you're ghosts.