I’m writing today,
Conversations tumbling out,
And jumbling about.
Weeding the garden,
Tom Sharp stories in my head,
And making me laugh.
Took life by the throat,
Ran the red lights of my life,
But life took my hand.
As complex as simple is.
I’m writing today,
Conversations tumbling out,
And jumbling about.
Weeding the garden,
Tom Sharp stories in my head,
And making me laugh.
Took life by the throat,
Ran the red lights of my life,
But life took my hand.