May God bless you and your...
In the times we live forever In golden generous days And nights filled with clever Banter, songs, and sage I remember some of your wedding day When I aced my Providence audition Then drove up past Boston With big John Maynard in a straw hat And a blue seersucker suit As twisted as could be to celebrate Your marriage and at nine o'clock I called the stage manager And she said sober up you got the part... In the times we live forever Barn swallows glide and ride currents There are no words...
Tom Deedy
October 28, 2024 | Friend