Climbing Trees — Rum and Robots – Never Lose Sight of Hope, Faith and Perseverance

Sweat oozed from my pores as I ran toward the barnSand spurs stung the bottoms of my fleeing feetAs I sprinted wildly toward Margie’s southern farmI prayed my drunk daddy would do me no harm In the woods, I had played with dollies and climbed treesThe big three, one with a treehouse I had visited […] … Continue reading Climbing Trees — Rum and Robots – Never Lose Sight of Hope, Faith and Perseverance