Nostalgia Grande

I know, the world is changing, evaporating right before my eye's. I called my 'used to be wife'. She still is, but we're not together anymore. I asked if everything's alright, said...I missed her, which I do. She said, "Yeah, me too".

I know, my journey's ahead, and when I go...there wont be too many trumpets or flower petals. There's really not much holding me back...when the one's I love have learned to get along without me...pack my bags, don't look back , hitch my ride...and 'me and Silver' roll.

Just angel lights ahead, and a great adventure...moving to 'another world'.

Namaste


Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: my home, 1960 Traveleze, ready to roll!