Drinking in the night, drinking in the morning.
1- I love the April rain,
I love the smell of April.
Life seem to come alive
and I awake from my Winter silence.
2- I adore the days of May,
the apple blossoms blooming make me believe.
Life can be so beautiful.
Dear May, please allow the sun to kiss my face.
3- The days of June,
I am drinking in the night,
I am drinking in the morning.
Am I falling or am I become braver?
4- Dear July,
I am basking in the days where sun touches my skin,
Please kind July,
Allow the coldness of the Lake St Clair to awake my soul.
Coyote
the song is beautiful. And the poem paints a sorrowful yet hopeful picture.
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Thank you Nigel for reading and the comment. I have known many who went down the wrong path.
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I was thinking of my old man’s twin brother while listening to this song. They were both heavy drinkers. Who know what horrors were percolating in their heads. Thanks for writing these pieces, Johnny.
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I lost four brother to alcohol and drugs. A bad way to die Nigel.
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yeah it is. sorry about your brothers mate. 😢
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