How long have has it been since my last Sleepy Hollow poem. Too long! Just enjoy. ;)
Ichabod Crane is Crying
I remember how it was when
I was dancing in my younger years
chasing away my fears
with my happy dance
but now I'm crying in my today
trying to find a way
to go back to yesterday
And I remember how it felt to believe
I could fly
through the clear blue sky
and that magic
was very and truly real
but now I feel
that I am lost without it
I remember how it was when
I was happy
can't you see me
dancing in my younger years
chasing away my fears
with my happy dance
but now I'm crying in today
trying to find a way
to go back to yesterday