Aug 2013
Shaded porch, thick summer day,
Two old friends chat transported back by
Shared words of youthful,
Enduring brotherhood.
Days they will never see again,
Still clear in their minds and memories.
Two old friends chat transported back by
Shared words of youthful,
Enduring brotherhood.
Days they will never see again,
Still clear in their minds and memories.
In celebration of a reunion with ma' old
mate Mister Gebbie Summer of 2013
A little something for you Marshal 'ol son.
I awoke this AM with these words on my
lips, funny how that works. The mind churns
ever on, while the body sleeps.
mate Mister Gebbie Summer of 2013
A little something for you Marshal 'ol son.
I awoke this AM with these words on my
lips, funny how that works. The mind churns
ever on, while the body sleeps.
