passing – in gray August 4, 2019 a poet's playground, alternate avenues he slipped away unnoticed as light dimmed into dull grays his breath no longer with life he found his way by angel’s wings caressing with endless love they carried him to light
fyi for your information we like our coffee hot we like our cocktails ice cold you heard it correctly the cocktail was plural you don’t drink that’s cool you’ll always be the ddd works perfect for the girls and me we go out every week sometimes once