Boozed Souls

drunk before noon

Boozed Souls

Memories in a decade fall off the second they arrive
Bad a*s boys celebrating youthful joy
How do you count all the laughs when one is gone
swallowed by age, swallowed old.
I'm reaching for a milestone
A trip north to Port Jervis as a high school class in doubt.
Whatever the circumstances, whatever the cause,
The guys are dear to all of us as the booze celebrates our souls.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

We are taking Joe's Dad Rivera on our next trip! What a ride!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the drinks are on the lost---one more round for memory.