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A Free Spirit

Back pack hangin' off my bony hips. . .
I'm off to see the world, on foot with thumb. . .
Gotta keep movin'. . . race track groovin',
You know the truth of my travels, (most think I'm a bum.)

Always that search for pie in the sky.
Let me burn my bridges my own way.
I can always dig under and out . . .
It's my f'riggin funeral, and I wanna pay.

Screamin' in the pourin’ rain . . .
Cryin’ the middle of the road . . .
Somebody get this damn monkey off my back!
Can't take no more, too heavy my load.

Funny how growin' older makes you grow up.
Never thought I'd wanna have roots and a wife.
She was small, dark haired and classy, actin' sassy;
I'm whipped man, now she's sharin' my life.

Note* I wrote this about my son who was a free spirit 
in his youth.

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  1. Date: 8/20/2014 9:07:00 PM
    Enjoyed this one Connie. Most of us one way or another have experienced some of these very things. It great for all of us to keep some of this "free spirit" ready and available as we grow older. A great read here. Best Wishes, Gary

  1. Date: 4/14/2014 5:12:00 PM
    Just globe trottin here, looks like I've found myself in the States... Beautiful piece :-)

  1. Date: 1/21/2012 3:14:00 PM
    Nothing like a wife to change it all. Free spirit now a dream? Great poem Connie, I enjoyed the trip.

  1. Date: 12/30/2011 5:40:00 PM
    Rereading this one, connie. It is really special. Did you know I got bounced off PFT? I am telling you here in case my normal emails are not getting to you either. I've not heard from you or other PFT guys all week. Luv, Andrea

  1. Date: 9/21/2010 9:21:00 PM
    Who else would know their son better than a Mom! I can imagine his face when he read this Connie. A delight to read. Love, Audrey

  1. Date: 9/13/2010 2:34:00 PM
    Really enjoyed this as much as I did before-- life sure has a funny way of waking us up ;) Really liked how you set the tone of this poem too, seems so carefree but so wonderfully written :) hugs to you--nikko :)

  1. Date: 9/9/2010 11:31:00 PM
    What a lovely poem to dedicate to your son. Thanks for your kind comments.

  1. Date: 9/7/2010 8:51:00 PM
    How cute this is, Connie. I love how you put two poems up together here, for a son and a daughter. how cool that your son turned his life around! Luv, Andrea

  1. Date: 9/7/2010 5:14:00 AM
    I enjoyed this! I'm glad that time and experience tend to ripen us- gives us a chance to enjoy life more fully. A lovely read! Hugs, Kris

  1. Date: 9/5/2010 3:39:00 AM
    A very apt and touchy dedication to your son , Connie

  1. Date: 9/5/2010 12:10:00 AM
    This is a great tribute to your son, Connie. Boy oh boy, can I ever relate to, "Let me burn my own bridges my own way. I can always dig under and out...." Having flash backs! lol~Chris

  1. Date: 9/4/2010 11:06:00 PM
    nice one, a good dedication for your son.. enjoyed your write..P.D.