Brownbird with Colfax

I was born in Colfax

Indiana

just a farm boy

in the Great Depression

until I

hit it off to war.

And if not for the death of my dear appendix, the love in my heart might have never been born sick leaving living now laid up in bed you were the nurse of the dreams in my head

i kept you laughing You kept me fed

And we had no notion

Of what lay your head

I drew a picture

That you grew to love

While I was still only dreaming

that the image of your face would be my and forevermore

between those lines that I dream

you knew what really was there

was a simple love letter

to a woman that I adored

I had a door that I adore. I adore. We were

West in Fort Sill, Oklahoma

Such a short time with each other

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