starting from scratch
and so I packed up my things
and headed out on the road
to seek out a fortune
that I was told [in a dream]
belonged to me
it was the summer of seventy-nine
and I had two hundred bucks
in my pocket
a loan from a friend I promised
to repay tenfold
it took me a fortnight to reach
nashville tennessee
nearly penniless but purposeful
just me & my voice & my cherry red
fender telecoustic
february two thousand twenty-one
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This poem resonates with my family, John. Love it!
That’s awesome, thank you Lauren!