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“Heather’s Night”: Poem by Jason, January 2024 Laying down the supporting ground We hear the country bar room girls Dangerous moonlight not like Frankie Vaughan He leads us into his deep psyche swirl Needing love as light as a little wing Guitars weave around in the air Cats Cradle created by us as we sing South Eastern Breeze glides above us so fair Sunshine sings to us all once more Blockheaded rhythm raises many smiles Ashes to Ashes as they fall to the floor Remember a friend on a park bench and so many miles Tango old man you are forever young Angels illusions in your rocking lullabies Will you still love me in the Summertime Or love me tender as the Moon River cries And so much tragedy all over just a pie This is but another local tale of woe But we must spread love and joy until we cry And sing these songs, so forever we go . . . .
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