Blessings by Peno Hardesty

ONCE THERE WAS A ROCK I USED TO CLIMB OUT OF THE RABBIT HOLE

has anyone ever just reached for the phone because you just have to share the moment with.................and then you realize that there is no number to call---no one to answer---no one to share the moment with---and you just sit there--not hanging up just holding the phone--knowing there is nothing...................................

it's o.k.----you are not alone----I just did that too---we are alright--just missing someone----

there is a seedy little blues bar
on the wrong side of town
'where those wrong kind of people go
on those wrong kind of nights

old friends and lovers wait,,,,,,,,,,,,,

DEAR GINA AND ARTHUR

,,in time

blessings.........................................