Ode To Bobby

I never wanted to be famous,
   I only wanted to be great

I never promised you an answer
  even now as questions inflate

I traveled each and every highway
  as time kept changing once again

I never told you it was magic
  —just a wish blowing in the wind

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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