Autobiographical,  Sketch

Mystic and Van

Are no longer the pull
New group and song
That remind me of those long
Ago mentors professing
Simple man like Skynyrd
You there with the Blue grassier
Tones of truth, more humble
Unperfect but also not refuting
The complexities that have us right here
Where view points are more like 
Color shades than flags
We all wave.

Woodworking, brothers
With different mothers
And this repeated mantra
Of being lucky.

We will dance to Van
Sing along on the drive
Knowing attitude change
When we arrive
	(When we begin)

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