Remembering Kris
I watch the Sunday morning sun gently hit the sidewalk
And the gentle rays slowly enter my room,
Another day for me of loneliness,
Another day of gloom.
But the Good Lord knows I’ve learned to accept it all one day at a time,
Yes I still remember those sweet memories and thankful
For the good times.
My memory goes back to Bobby, good ole Bobby Magee,
Why we had spent many a good time together footloose and fancy free.
Why we had even planned that together we would one day shake hands with The devil his self
Only one day he just done left to do it with out me.
Now I sit here waiting for the daylight to change again
To night,
It's sad to be so lonely
Help me make through the night
In memory of Kris Kristofferson June 22,1936 - September 28,202
With the use of a few of his tunes sprinkled in.
Copyright © Louise Riveiro - Mitchell | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment