The little things…

It was nice to catch up with some friends.

Dinner and beers.

A few games of darts.

It was nice when the last one left.

Calm and quiet.164529605

Curling up in bed with my Jem.

It’s nice.

 

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Friendship…

You run me down behind my back,

and think that I don’t hear.

You’re living in the world of crack,

there’s no ‘forever’ there.

Clever only lasts so long,

then cockiness sets in.

Canary’s live to sing a song,

and luck always wears thin.

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Friendship…

Cold beers.

Smoke drifting through the air.

Conversation flows,

and the comfort level deepens.

Cheers…

 

It’s been a good day

filled with quality hours,

friendships and laughter

warms my heart and empowers.

Getting caught up with living,

I forget simple pleasures…

Good friends and cold beers,

are undeniable treasures.       .

 

 

 

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Grey days…

A long ago friend

who went right off the rail

made a few bad decisions

and wound up in jail.

Years have gone by

since we had any ties,

tonight the phone rang

with a delightful surprise.

Hes earned back his freedom

by serving his time

By far alot wiser

about dancing with crime.

I look forward to a visit

from my long ago mate,

We’ll reminisce on the old days

I can’t bloody wait.