EPISODE · Dec 14, 2022 · 1 MIN
Throwing caution to the wind
from Poetry by Tim Windisch · host Tim Windisch
Throwing caution to the wind You be careful with that stick, you’ll lose an eye Don’t you run to me when you fall down and cry Button up your coat or you will surely catch your death Warnings I heard my whole life, till mama’s dying breath Sometimes, you just can’t seem to help yourself Despite warnings about a spying Christmas elf Keeping track of the naughty ones that sinned And there I stood throwing caution to the wind I know what happens when you offer your heart You make it easy for someone to just rip it apart But not every bump in the road is cause to abandon Yellow bricks be damned, cause honey I’m still standin’ Sometimes, you see,I just can’t seem to help myself Despite mothers warnings about that damn Christmas elf Honey, I knew from the first time our eyes met and we grinned You and I would have no problem throwing caution to the wind Roads under repair are one thing, but our road disappeared We went through every single bad thing that we ever feared Slowing heartbeat, short of breath, not one bar of signal to send Like the Phoenix, up from the ashes that love of ours took over again Sometimes, you gotta put your worries up on the whittled wood shelf Right next to the warnings and stories of the spying little Christmas elf That elf can see that we are meant to be, he just sits there and grins Babe everything is going to be alright holding hands throwing caution to the wind Tim Windisch 12/14/2022
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