In Yesteryear (St. Paddy)A Poem by Desert KnaveJust an old man thinking
There's no green ale
For me these days I left those ways In yesteryear No revelry In Paddy's name I quit that game In yesteryear No crowded bar With rowdy friends That had to end In yesteryear There's no green ale For me these days Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2024
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1 Review Added on March 18, 2024 Last Updated on March 18, 2024 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more..Writing
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