Thoughts of an old iron gate

Memorial day was over
and a thunderstorm began.
“Nature providing her own private fireworks”
said the old veteran quietly,
“She well understands that rain is best for washing the soul in need of cleansing”

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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