I slept in a small room
I dreamed there as a boy
the moon came & went
wind knocked on my windows sometimes

in the grass
in the fields between your house
and mine
a path began to appear

now an old man writes this

Selected byNolcha Fox
Image credit:Natalia Y.

Sunken ships--the rats calling the place home didn't make it out either--the oldest daughter didn't like me to begin with and Momma didn't know what to do with my love in the corral--I decided not to wait around for the movie and headed for Arizona where I met Jaci--she liked me pretty much and was into history--I told her I would meet her in the Indian ruins that night for love in the dust--

she said, "oooooooooo that makes me so wet!"

How did I do, Jay? Is this what you were looking for?