The October days of my life. Did I do enough?
The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.. This morning, I saw a old face looking back at me in the mirror. My beard is gray and I have pain… Continue reading
The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.. This morning, I saw a old face looking back at me in the mirror. My beard is gray and I have pain… Continue reading
Lest we forgot.. My old bones are sore, my eyes are weaker and the whiskey taste harder tonight. I ain’t searching for Jesus, I ain’t searching for the Devil. I have found both and… Continue reading