Norma Freeman's Blog: Seeking Love in the Afternoon

We grew up in the afternoon

On the big bed in my Mama’s room

Sun sneaking past the window blind

Bodies needing what we chose to find

Too old to cry, too young to know

What we held, we’d soon outgrow

So many fish still in the sea

Taunting us and swimming free

Life is crazy, life is fun

Life moves on before it’s done

First you’re young, and then you’re not

Did you ever know what you then forgot?

The car is speeding down the interstate

Always worried that you might be late

Never mind, we’ll be home soon

Seeking love in the afternoon

The air is heavy, the tears are hot

You plan your life then plans are shot

Settle back to enjoy the ride

Forever hiding the pain inside

It’s the ache of always wanting more

Yet don’t know what you’re looking for

Yearning for some elusive high

Never knowing, always asking why

If I could go back and do it again

I’d know how and I’d know when

I’d take you back to my Mama’s room

With the sun soaking out the gloom

I’d hold on to what we had

When life was easy and never sad

But life is only once around

What’s lost is lost and never found