Saturday, March 2, 2019

Highways and Whiskey

Clear skies ahead, I am flying
Soar like an eagle, I am free
Cresting the waves in blue waters
Neath starry skies of make-believe
Folded petals in blissful sleep
Gently perfume the darkened sky
In morning wake in pure wonder
Sweet kissed by the settling of night
Miles of highway, painted canvas
My journey takes me far from home
Wheels of thunder, engine roaring
I am King of the open road
Whisky shots and sunrise mornings
Forgiving what I left behind
Freedoms gained, the past forgotten
Long ago, once upon a time

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