Hanalei

Hanalei... Hanalei... Hanalei...
I will miss the twists of your windy road leading me down
I will miss waiting my turn to cross your wooden bridge
I will miss driving between your taro patch and your river, toward your mellow town
I will miss the A.I. signs and hearts remembering your boy, Andy
I will miss your keiki groms and their love of the ocean
I will miss your rainbows and the sight of countless waterfalls that flow like crooked vertical stripes on mountains after a gray, showery day