I only knew her for an evening
\non a wasted weekend night
\na quintessential flower child<\/p>\n
she was high on something
\ni was drunk as hell<\/p>\n
i made a date with her
\nfor the next day
\nin a park not faraway<\/p>\n
i was there that day
\nshe was not<\/p>\n
looking back decades later
\ni\u2019ve got a feeling
\nit was better that way<\/p>\n
and she may not even
\nbe alive today.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I only knew her for an evening on a wasted weekend night a quintessential flower child she was high on something i was drunk as hell i made a date with her for the next day in a park not faraway i was there that day she was not looking back decades later i\u2019ve got… Continue reading