SinatraA Poem by Mario VitaleA brief look at treasure in how he connected to his adoring fans
Sinatra
field of dreams sought after disease Now there end is near triumphant lead, door bell rings Sinatra sings... left to laughter in his knee... New York..New York handsome man; leader of their band © 2019 Mario Vitale |
StatsAuthorMario VitaleWolcott, CTAboutPublished 1,000 poems featured on Poetrysoup, Starlitecafe, Allpoetry & Neopoet.com more..Writing
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