Dark and stormy were her eyes as she
got took off on his Harley.
Her long blonde hair, caught by the breeze, waved
a teasing “goodbye.”
He knew her red lips were pursed into resolve.
The knife aimed at her heart just missed.
A pertinent song played as the bartender poured a tall one.
He raised his glass looking down the dark road.
“Hit the cancel key, Lee
and get yourself F-R-E-E”
Galen, There’s always another bend in the road of life (music perhaps)
wishing you the best
enjoy the next phase of life…
The photograph is one taken by my talented friend Terrence Jones.