A poem by Bob Bader
Two old guys sitting on the beach A towering bluff just out of reach. Deep in thoughts of stories past, How much longer can it last. Vultures soaring in clear blue skies, The canoe…
Two old guys sitting on the beach A towering bluff just out of reach. Deep in thoughts of stories past, How much longer can it last. Vultures soaring in clear blue skies, The canoe…