Poems from Charles Gradante
Not a thing was fine
The world was unkind
John, Bobby and Martin
The forever Nam
And Uncle Sam
400,000 hippies trekked
Never before
In...
Go into your cave
Lick your wounds
I understand
Your a leo lion too,,,,
You give all of what you got
All that you can do....
I will...
The time came…when our eyes no longer smiled, as we did at Table 26.
Nor as we laughed… when the rain called us to flee and melt...
The time came...
when our eyes no longer smiled,
as we did at Table 26.
Nor as we laughed...
when the rain called us to flee
...
THE TIME CAME
The time came…
when our eyes no longer smiled,
as we did at Table 26.
Nor as we laughed…
when the rain called us...