Gerry

I put away the years, his lovely face warm, laugh over a happy beer, geese rise in the sky, fly above the farm, they know of your plight, say why you're really here, stretch out wilted arms, cards marked and left in fear, just across the heights, you're not that far, but atay for the night, in long alcohol tears, spell out what's been lost, need to make parts cleat, a veil passes my sight, what's broken hits the alarm, if you've had a fight, I'll undwestand