Thursday, May 10, 2012

Holden, A Dream

Golden Boy, did you truly get your chance?
Did one moment in a car rob your dance,
and was that what caused your soul to tear,
a death, that drink could not seem to repair.
The talent you had was filled with the stuff,
not even Norma would have means to snuff.
Somewhere Sabrina looks down from a tree,
hoping for a dance with David, like me.

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