Untitled New Poem

He walked into a roadside store to buy an ice cold drink

Then walked back out to his car, drove to a park

Where he loved to just sit & think

He thought about the birds high flying

& about a good friend that he learned was dying

How sometimes life is hard but we keep trying

& how he’s sick to death of media & politicians lying

By:J.N.R Dutton

Author: J.N.R Dutton

Husband, father,poet,and all around creative soul.

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