The Unsupervised Stop Sign
It was late at night and I couldn't sleep
restless as a caged bird I flew the coop
in my 1964 blue thunderbird...
I saw him from the corner of my eye
cradling an empty bottle of gin
I rolled down the window and asked him
if he needed a place to stay for the night
he answered with his best Sunday smile
"I'm a waiting for my Missy,
she's gone to heaven but she'll be back soon "
Beneath an unsupervised stop sign
lay a broken man with empty arms
"What was her name ? I asked
Josephine -Elizabeth -McIntosh...
I waited a bit longer then I had to go
But just before I peeled off I heard
the voice of an Angel singing softly
lyrics that my mother sang
when I was just a lad,
"sand man swings the lantern to show that all is well"
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2023
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