Western Zizzlin’. Big Valley.
Cowboys and Corvettes.
Will History forget me?
And if the stars drop from the sky,
will I have done my job in life?
Suffered through the daily news and wondered?
God, when will it end?
Will it ever right itself?
I have and always will be
dedicated to you.
And if the stars at night suspended above the lake,
make way for other’s memories.
They brought a Social Worker to see me.
And on the weekend after June 4th
they brought me to the ocean to swim.