asking you for help
He was black as night and as fast as light.
A little fun keeps you young;
The years will bite and smart,
How do I hang something up
The sun coming on the brass buckles and harness knobs.
O Her black hair long
as her valuable commentary on Sylvia's poetry website
Friends who are gifted with laughter and giggles
With me sometimes behind
asking you for help
He was black as night and as fast as light.
A little fun keeps you young;
The years will bite and smart,
How do I hang something up
The sun coming on the brass buckles and harness knobs.
O Her black hair long
as her valuable commentary on Sylvia's poetry website
Friends who are gifted with laughter and giggles
With me sometimes behind