My Bonnie girl
My Bonnie gal I am going to Aberdeen, to be near the sea. I am waiting for a miracle, my Scotland blessing. I have loved the ginger-hair girl, eyes of hazel… Continue reading
Daily Archive: December 18, 2019
The Trees Remember
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Dappled light warms the nutrient soil through dew laden boughs, wreathed in the scent of pine and rich, dark earth – I stand;Barefoot. The vibrations of the…
The sweetest gal
The sweetest gal I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud. “Drink to you, drink to me… Continue reading