Highway Stop BarA Poem by William DonovanMy uncle owned this bar back in Cincinnati in the 1940's into 1980's when he was called to his reward by his God.Reggie He's dying in his bed above his bar where juke box plays soundtracks of life and people dance out loud laughing and living fierce desperate lives below his death bed. Life on fire! Reggie dies quiet. His bar closes for his Memorial. All his customers remember Reggie and forget bar tabs. © 2020 William Donovan |
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Added on January 15, 2020 Last Updated on January 15, 2020 AuthorWilliam DonovanCharlotte, NCAboutI'm a quilt sewn from small pieces of myself that each of you has touched. more..Writing
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