This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
These are my brothers For all that they're worth Full of laughs in their world of mirth Always the clowns at everything In my observation they make the world A bit brighter Creating smiles upon peoples faces The ones who seem to be going through paces Who struggle to get by each day The ones who don't have much to say I have seen these two brothers of mine Put smiles upon those faces And joy into their hearts
Sorry fella this is my place I have no illusions about moving Winter is just around the corner So unless you have plans of improving My situation which is close at hand Soon little ones will be here to tend For now I need plenty of rest My intentions were not to offend This spring the premises will be vacated From then on this place is all yours Best you close the lid on my nest And remain at your place indoors
Meaningless clothespins that hang in a row The drooping cord in a silent room Hands that once touched them Long gone over the horizon where once flowers bloomed I used to make her necklaces from flowers They always made her smile She never told me those dandelions were only weeds In that room where those clothespins still hang I sat upon the chair and watched her In that flower print dress Dust particles filtered in sunlight Her song could be heard Then momentarily she would pinch her cheeks In anticipation of her man An airplane mechanic once He had learned how to soar into the skies Taking her with him Into the heights beyond Upon my own reflection Those clothespins are not as meaningless That is why they continue to hang in a row As I look upon the wall
