Twin Falls
DOUG MARTSCH
Christmas, twin falls, idaho's
Her oldest memory
She was only two
It's the first time she felt blue
Cafeteria, harrison elementary
Beneath the parachute
Saw her without shoes
7-up I touched her thumb
And she knew it was me
Although she couldn't see
Unless of course she peeked
My mom's good
She got me out of
Twin falls, idaho
Before I got to old
You know how that goes
That's where she still was
The summer she turned 17
1983, three weeks after me
So last I heard, she had twins
Or maybe it was three
And though I'll never see
That don't bother me