THE WALK OF LIFE – PROMPT #57

Dear Old Dad

WORN OUT

Adventurin’ along, express by shoe leather

Drooping from sky another blood red sun

Ambled through life unbothered by weather

Always tomorrow until there are none

Daydreams stacked into years like cordwood

Old-fashioned barrel-aged 160 proof fire

A sundial sentinel keeps time on the hood

Maybe when I’m sober I’ll fix that flat tire

White ghost fog blurs the roadside

Thick as a sold-out ghost convention

For all the time I’ve spent curbside

Thought I’d deserve some honorable mention

So much time in high gear, year after year

It’s a wonder I’m still here at all

Now I’m old & broke down, need help around town

Dirty jokes and crusty tales for last curtain call

~ Randy Bell ~

THE WALK OF LIFE – PROMPT #57

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