My life is filled with a tapestry of almost full a memory of spacious moments entwined feathered in rosy moments confused in song equally shared in melancholic time
A portfolio of principles, bordered in laughter from Virginia's blue mountains to Texas's Gulf's shore A storied career of careers,always promising each ending with fresh painted opened doors
Now, seasoned and battered I prepare once more with rose-colored glasses on my wrinkled face I'll crutch my wretched body along for one last ride smiling and singing, and searching for...