After so many years
It feels a little strange
To finally be sitting here
Seeing her in person
For the very first time
I am fine until I recognize
The music of "Crying"
A flood of memories
Comes rushing in on me
I find myself lost in
The images of the past
I remember everything
Her first appearance
On the Country Music Awards
The phone call of
"Did you see it, who is that?"
The haircuts, the suits, the dresses
The voice, the intensity, the hands
The interviews, the videos
The photos in magazines
The worn out cassettes to new CDs
The nude scene, the music
Always the music
From the traveling tunes of
Absolute Torch and Twang
To breaking up the campsite
While blasting out Angel with a Lariat
Or camping at the beach
Eating lunch to the lush sounds
Of Shadowland coming from
A nearby Winnebago
To the canceled concert
Because of a hurricane
After so many years
It feels a little strange
We finally get to see her
Together but separately
11.28.00
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