Rondel Supreme
Head lights bight come at you at night. Blind side the eyes with tinges of golden fleece that make you believe highway robbery is justified.
Thanks, Richard -- this one makes me wonder what kind of whisky you had in your coffee this morning.
No whiskey. Bright light of morning staggers me awake with left over dreams of driving as I fall out of bed fumbling my way to make coffee.
Love the line “Memories aren’t always what they seem…”. So very, very true.
Thank you, Monica -- alas yes
Head lights bight come at you at night. Blind side the eyes with tinges of golden fleece that make you believe highway robbery is justified.
Thanks, Richard -- this one makes me wonder what kind of whisky you had in your coffee this morning.
No whiskey. Bright light of morning staggers me awake with left over dreams of driving as I fall out of bed fumbling my way to make coffee.
Love the line “Memories aren’t always what they seem…”. So very, very true.
Thank you, Monica -- alas yes