Hello blog readers! I wrote a new simple lil poem yesterday that I thought would be fun to post this morning since some of you like to feel the spooky specters on Friday the 13th. Do you believe in the spirit world?
Ghost of Dave
For some strange reason I imagined Dave My old boss from the dish room Bruce Hall University of North Texas
Dave, you Nearly toothless Speech impaired mumble mouthed Man of the country A farmer or A ranch hand Maybe a cowboy You Lived hard Kinda like a learning disabled Johnny Cash
I thought I saw you as a ghost Walking the drag I was on my lunch break
Death came to you while I was yr employee I was a young man A college boy I have gone on Gotten older You have not How is the grave? In the afterlife do you ever have to wash dishes?
Why did I think of you? We weren't close You weren't family I guess I will never understand my mind But I thought of you Even if it was you in ghost clothes