C. T. Suddeth

Regard to dear Jennifer …

I know you are far away from me my dear lover.
You are fulfilling needed dreams in secret places where lover can find peace and safety.

I’m alright and I have accepted my destine ending.
I’m left with strong coffee, old poetry and dead memories.

I’m tire dear lover. Some of us cannot be saved.
We have accepted little and it is okay.

You reminded me I was worth something and
you reminded me I could wish and dream.
Sweet lover, you told me love was possible.
Left me with hope and a prayer.

Please sweet Jennifer.
Dance and sing in great and beautiful places.
My dead dreams mean little now.
When you have accepted dead-ends and roadblocks.

Freedom is under-rated. Best days in a life.
Open road and no time limits.
Old men learn life is fair and
we pay for every sin done.
Greedy…