It’s a rough and broken road I walk down I find my mind clearing without a sound Angels clear a path of light As the devil lingers just out of sight
Reaching for the dream that held me down Heard that old longing sound Mistakes take their toll How can I already be this old
Jesus is my savior but we have not talked in a while Some folks say that he is finally getting back into style Blood surges through my veins Pain is an outcome not pulling in the reins
Pillow is wet from nightmares and fears Shadows on the wall lets the memory clear Share a thought or two Always good to being talking to you
It’s a rough and broken road But I reach for the dream to share my load Walk the streets and smile I am going to be around awhile
Mistakes take their toll How can I already be this old Angels clear a path of light As the devil lingers just out of sight
Reaching for the dream that held me down Heard that old longing sound Pillow is wet from nightmares and fears Shadows on the wall lets the memory clear
Blood surges pounding through my veins Pain is an outcome not pulling in the reins It’s a rough and broken road I walk down I find my mind clearing without a sound
"The Great Teen Fruit War, A 1960 Novel" involves conflict between the Blues (sons of blueberry farmers) and the Reds (sons of peach growers) in a southern New Jersey agricultural community.
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Very heartfelt poem Walter!!
I can relate to this one my friend!!
Love Tinka