Walk With Me

To my Sadie,

  Walk with me now dear.  I take it we follow the others.  Somehow I feel I'll know just where to go.  I wanted to write you because you need to know.. I won't let you go at this alone.    So bare with me, I have never been the talker between us.  I knew my place and I played it well.  And you loved me for it as sweet reward.  Say Sadie, remember that blue dress you wore the first night we made it?  Brightest thing in the room next to those eyes of yours.  Ha, could have had any schmuck in the room but fate deemed me the lucky one.  

 

        So walk with me now dear.  I'll tell you the story of us one more time.  The booze didn't cloud my memories.  I never took too much to drinking.  Often wondered how your little body could take it all.  But I loved watching you.  The life of the party.  And well you had your one indiscretion, but I thought it the price to pay for trying to tame such a wild one.  I forgave you years ago and haven't mentioned it since.  And till recently you remained the life of the party.  Oh Sadie you may be weak now but just wait.  I know a place.   

  So walk with me now dear.  Age is a son of a bitch I know but he gave us all we can still remember.  And hell sometimes I think maybe he is just God's misunderstood brother... forever pegged the scapegoat. And the devil, romanticized through cheap thrills, is portrayed by handsome young actors in Hollywood.  Ah Age, the unlucky bastard.  He wore you well but I think all your nights chasing the devil had to catch up Sadie.  And I think its time to go...

  So walk with me now dear.  I take it we follow the others.  Somehow I feel we'll know just where to go.  How bout you put on that blue dress.  The one you wore to the Chateau Vellion in 64'.  Oh you look like a star in that dress.  I'll wear that suit you picked out for me.  Ha, that damn top hat a size too small for this melon but I wore it anyway,, anytime you asked me to.  Put on that blue dress Sadie.  You look like a star ya know?  All eyes in the room on you.  And yours on me.  We don't move like we used to do we?  All is well my little wild one.  Follow my lead.  I take it we just watch the others.  I feel we'll know just where to go...

Always yours,

D.

Photo by Sadie Myers.  Words by Chris Hess.