He was the last man standing,With five decades on the slide.Just a Simple Man on big stages,With his hometown full of pride.A survivor of that plane crash,That forever changed the band.Why some were taken and some sparred,No living person will understand. But their legacy and their lyrics,Like fresh waters in a drought.Keep feeding generations,that’s whatContinue reading “Last Man Standing”
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The Dad
“The Dad” I have heard your stories,a thousand times.Of big business deals,and some childhood crimes.Still I love to listen,and drink them up,Like cold margaritas,salt and fresh limes.We have been on trips,and seen so much.like distant beaches,national parks and such.Thieves could steal,my every souvenir.But the memories made,they cannot touch.Our amazing God created life, without blueprintsor aContinue reading “The Dad”