By then the dream
got old like me
but kept alive
with persistancy.
For years the image
held its own
from teenage years
well past grown.
Saw the dream
hang on the wall
tho wearing down
would not fall.
Pecking way at details
pieces still hanging on.
The dream stands firm
just like when was born.
Now the dream
tho old as I
stands firm with me
seeing eye to eye.
Del Cano 2005 Oct
1 comment:
you are MUSIFIED, dear spence!! i've read all of this page (and ready to read more) ... scrumptious!
i surely owe you an email, my friend ... please do tell how the rebuilding of your life is going ...
and by doggone it, you must have one HECK of a HELLACIOUS bite if they're gonna fear little ole you, my friend!
*hugs* to you and judy:
sue
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