Too old to die young. And an amazing Trishas song.
Too old to die young. 1- Almost 68 years old,I lived in many places and I had many lives.Old man looked back at me in the mirror.I told him,you are too old to… Continue reading
Too old to die young. 1- Almost 68 years old,I lived in many places and I had many lives.Old man looked back at me in the mirror.I told him,you are too old to… Continue reading
When I am done. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now. I need little. I wonder where the old soldiers go. When they are so… Continue reading
The darkness. Tonight I can see shadows of faces and hear the shadows of lost voices. They are interrupting my dreams. Now I seek to find beauty and kindness in our ugly world.… Continue reading
We don’t want to fight no-more. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
Softly we must go. Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we wanted more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to… Continue reading
I want you… 1- She ran into the field of wildflowers. She stirred his eyes, she stirred his mind and heart. He loved her wild eyes and the questions in her voice. She… Continue reading
Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee. I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey. I knew I wanted her on a summer day. She played her… Continue reading
One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar. Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I knew. I ordered one whiskey, one beer and a Cuban… Continue reading
Dear Belinda. I learned life wasn’t fair, you can’t get what you want and love isn’t enough sometimes. I remember a beauty, prettiest girl I ever known. When I looked into her eyes,… Continue reading
“We were so close, and we were so far away from each other at the same time. We were near heaven and we almost knew love.” I remember you. I wrote to my… Continue reading