Writer’s Write 10/20/19

 Those Vagabond Days

denbee 😌 🍵

Rolling down the Eastern Seaboard, find another hole to climb in. Raising up the Mighty Rockies, look out over God’s creation. Must I be so doggone lonely without the one who stole my heart? Hanging out in seedy barrooms way down in Southern Cal. Travelin up to San Francisco; Airport Bulls they got me, friends and all. Rushing back to good ole New York City, the town where I was raised. It just don’t look the same. Lordie, Lord, where is my home?

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