Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Monday 13 August 2012
98. Midnight Snack
The sunlight shines on the mountains peak
Another cat stuck in an old oak tree
My mind is fading but I still see...
The dangers of man are few and far
Yet they panic about their prized rustic cars
Not getting them from A to B.
Open your eyes and soon you'll know
That all that glitters was once gold
And now it's stained to be kept in stories once well told.
Move with grace and equal power
Mankind has had it's hour
Now we all go away to hibernate again.
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