Time for a rambleA Poem by Jon Roggie
I will speak my mind.
Once your hair starts to turn gray, it is allowed. I think it might be a law. Where was I? Oh yeah, trying to ramble. Let us talk about relationships. I guess you just get to listen. Each one adds a different flavor. Something new to the mix. Not like I have a large list of recipes, but each one is distinct. I tend to savor the taste. Occasionally, you are allowed to change the dish. Now, which ingredients should be changed?
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Added on April 4, 2016 Last Updated on April 4, 2016 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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