three verses for october 1. As a boy he was born at the end of the season when the leaves begun to turn gold and red. and into doctors' hands he was safely delivered with a crown of dark hair on his head. the nurses said it would fall out but he kept it as long as his mother would let him and longer when he turned 18 He married a girl in the heat of the summer oh, her hair it was gold that an angel had spun her he barely dared touch her. 2. I picked up a picture of a passed-away preacher the unfortunate reverend had been crushed by a Chevrolet. I can't help but wonder what kind of gospel he preached to his people so reverent on Sunday and what he believed for that half of a second before the chrome bumper kissed him on the mouth. 3. I was young, I was young, please forgive me that sin I gave up my ghost to start living again. Oh, only where death and living make love can be begin to believe in a Father and Son. I ask for the answer through six storeys of brick why my brother is dying barely into double digits.
~~kristin.michelle.dennis
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