Farewell my fondest friends
the letter was written as
an after thought
the brilliance of penmanship
really doesn't matter but
the after thought
the verse I write was
well and true
for the matter with all
this prattle was
just about to come
unglued..I done
thru away the descipline
as and add learned tool
playing with words again
nevermind the fool
Enter young reader
into my minds eye
if you will..Partake
of the water's of
oceans so blue
Never to come back
from this sojourn
for the trist of
Armeggedon wasn't
all for show but
a lesson plan well
thought of till
after the show
you see a bargain
with the Devil can have
quite the consequences
and a deal is a deal
no matter how many
hearts break
Silly, but true
the world was
cracked right
from the start
hanging from a
little thread such
as it was tied
and lashed
Real hot molten
Sans the cachophony
of an aged persistence
that time is catching
up with me
Call it a religion
Call it what you like
The conclusion
that reality really bites
So watch the sunset
in a young girls eye
And wish when you
were young..that
all angels can fly..
By Rick Weber
April 13, 2011
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