A Lonely Old Man
If it wasn't for dear Mo, I'd be a lonely old man
Wandering aimlessly, kicking stones and garbage cans
She makes my whole day
When she wanders my way
With her cheerful words, fuel for my minivan
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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