Self Portrait Recollections and Reflections continued… Being kicked off the highway a dozen in San Antoine can’t compare To a truckload full of rednecks who decide they want to cut your air The second car stopped for me and once inside I breathed a glad sigh All the way to L.A., then further North, I […]

Self Portrait Recollections and Reflections When I was a young boy, I larked about, didn’t have a care I think because I wasn’t self-reflective, somewhat unaware I lived then within the moment, I’m not sure when I stopped No thoughts of fate or destiny, just adventures to be topped Maybe my awareness shifted in a […]