Thoughts of an unsuccessful, never married, late middle-aged, likely terminally ill, American man who recently became an amputee.
Friday, July 29, 2011
What’s Important (Poem)
Food, shelter, clothes, money, Health, water, might. Air, music, friends, honey, Silence, safety, light. Dirt, plants, sky above, A better cure for gout. Warmth, perhaps a little love, And things to think about.