Whiskey GraveA Poem by Babbette FrancisPoetry that was put to music by a friend. Not a full length song.
Nighttime falls, a lonely darkness our room is bare now that you’re gone. My broken heart has since then shattered, with the carving of your name on the stone.
And I will sleep by that whiskey bottle and I will dream of better days but should I die by that whiskey bottle I’ll find my peace within my grave.
Of sound mind, I sit in silence, My calm has long since gone I lone to be by your side now, carve my name upon the stone.
And I will sleep by that whiskey bottle and I will dream of better days but should I die by that whiskey bottle I’ll find my peace within my grave. © 2009 Babbette FrancisFeatured Review
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Added on May 1, 2008Last Updated on August 30, 2009 AuthorBabbette FrancisMerryville, LAAboutIts been years since I've written anything on this site but I entered a story in a contest and would like to see what becomes of it. I guess we'll see how that turns out. You can say I'm new again an.. more..Writing
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