Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
Johnnie verbal poetry and some words..
Where are you Abigail? Johnnie is lonely. Loneliness is okay. Love rare, love sweet. Never forgotten. I learn too late. You can’t catch dreams. Coyote drinking and dancing alone.
Well said, I’ve had my own Abigail’s too. ❤️
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