Robin Hood

You were our Robin Hood,

Taking back the emotions he had deprived from us
and reinstalling it into our lives.

We escaped that summer, like we had for many years.
This year, we had a brown wagon;
our valiant horse.

You asked,
"Where should we go?"
In your unusually cheerful voice.

I replied "Nottingham."

Every year, you put up with the words,
the strikes, the sudden violent storms.
but when it came to summer

the sun came out, and you courageously
took things in your control again.

You realized this would be the time to take us away
give us the childhood we lacked.

When we headed toward Nottingham
using an old AA map, tattered from previous trips

I thought,
this had to be it.

This would be the year we would stay free,
gain back all the love taken from us.

It had to be,
Robin Hood did it
and he found his love

Couldn’t we?