In 1972 in Victoria, Canada, a rookie policeman wrote a poem for his girlfriend while driving home in his police car. Dave “the Cop” Richardson gave the poem to his friend David Foster, a young aspiring young musician looking for material for his new band, SKYLARK. Foster passed […]
I wrote this poem years ago, dedicated to my younger brothers and sister, now departed.
A vintage teacup
Photographer: bdak89’s flicker
SURVIVAL CAN BE SUMMED UP IN THREE WORDS –
Burgundy, teal, and copper
This is heartbreakingly and beautifully written