Dear Blue Bell

 Dear Blue Bell, 

“You’re as smooth as Tennessee Whiskey
You're as sweet as strawberry wine

You're as warm as a glass of brandy'. 

And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time”
,My Dear

The lyrics I bump in a swanky Dallas Coffee Cafe ever so fittin', even if you weren’t my lover, 

My Dear

I suppose this is my letter of sorts, my letter to you. Bear with me, 

My Dear

It's been a while since we indulged, streams of consciousness explodin' under my fingertips, upon the blank page,
My Dear

You gave me such a fright in your absence. What was I ever to do? But I survived, 

My Dear

I wasn't easy but my wonderin' heart never dare did cheat, my love for thee to strong; 

My Dear

Much has happened in your absence, 

My Dear

I wouldn’t even know where to begin; where to start. The sun has come and gone. The Texas warmth no more, the cold dark days threaten to set. For the gentle wind to take you away once more, but I’ll not let them; 

My Dear

The long ago eaten blueberry clobber that needed your presence, the caramel syrup that went undripped,
My Dear 

You short returned to me on a warm October night, in a Buc-ees in Podunk Texas; so unexpected, so welcomed,

My Dear

I was beside myself with glee,
My Dear

You came again permanently just a few moons ago,
My Dear

Today, enchanted by your beauty I swear you’re showin’ out. More flavor than I remember. Pecans ever so burstin’ with flavor upon my tongue. Visions of childhood, summer dessert laden memories flood upon,
My Dear

Your chill dances upon my tongue. So chilly it soothes my greedy soul,
My Dear

Miss Blue Bell Never scare me so. Never again leave me so, for next time my wonder heart may not know to be true, know what to do.
My Dear

Blue Bell here’s to you; I suppose this concludes my letter of sorts. This concludes my letter to you, old lifelong southern friend,
My Dear.