Jose Feliciano Friday night. Some little poems.
I remember you. My barefoot gal who danced with the sea. Where did our days of youth go? Angela, beautiful Angela. I remember you, I remember us. Dear Michigan dream, once we sang… Continue reading
I remember you. My barefoot gal who danced with the sea. Where did our days of youth go? Angela, beautiful Angela. I remember you, I remember us. Dear Michigan dream, once we sang… Continue reading
Time for our world to befriend each other It is a big, big wide world, so many people, all of us knowing the same enemy today. Russian government on YouTube told… Continue reading