Sitting at old
Varnished planks
On a bar stool
With a Fat Tire
Eddie Rabbit is
Driving his life away
I'm considering
A sunny day
And I know
It will always
Happen
Here and there
When I least
Expect it
All just like
This tumultuous
Weather
Normalcy?
Should I hope?
Well...
It doesn't hurt
To hope...
Normalcy would
Suit me fine
But I'm okay
Regardless
Always the
Perpetual optimist...
And now...
I've been displaced
By arm wrestling
I was asked
If I would move
For use of
My corner
And those
Around me
Are talking legalities
Screams of
"Over the top!"
Really?
And now I
Return to reflecting
Waiting for the
PA to arrive
While Merle plays
And I think of...
Her.
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