The Brown-Eyed Girls

an old one that disappeared

Just as I was getting to work this morning,
Van Morrison's "Brown Eyed Girl" came on the radio.
The volume went up and the remembering started.
High school days of doing little and laughing over silly things.
Somehow that song became our theme, our anthem if you will.
We were the brown eyed girls.
We found hundreds of ways to keep ourselves entertained.
We sang songs.
We made up stories.
We found adventures
and maybe we never went anywhere.
When I think of the brown eyed girls
I remember
making Edsel Weaver blush as red as his hair,
her mama's french toast,
Jerry's hot fudge cake,
watching "Dead Poets Society".

That other brown eyed girl
taught me I was mortal during her first year
away at college.

When I find myself
up on the hill back home,
I go by and visit that brown-eyed girl,
and leave some flowers.

And when our song comes on the radio
I turn it way up
and sing as loud as I can. . .

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Do you remember when, we used to sing..." I remember my mom swooning over Rod Stewart singing Have I Told You Lately and asking me who did the song. I said, well, that's Rod Stewart singing, mom, but it's a Van Morrison song. She had heard of Rod Stewart but never Van the Man. The line about mortality proven reminded me sadly of my niece who died while away at college from bacterial meningitis. She just got sick and was dead within a few days. She thought she just had a cold. Play the music loud, for all of us. Bless, F.

[Emily B]

I really never expected to live this long. It's funny sometimes.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"If you want to hear God laugh, tell Him your plans." F.

[Emily B]

Thank you, friend.

[Tony]

I just love these lines and all that they say. Sweet Emily, that you are.


When I find myself
up on the hill back home,
I go by and visit that brown-eyed girl,
and leave some flowers.

And when our song comes on the radio
I turn it way up
and sing as loud as I can. . .

Tony

[Charles]

I'm sure the bown-eyed girl hears you and sings along. A nice way to remember a friend. :-)