though the green grass may turn yellow and the nights become frosty and cold

i opened my eyes with icy chills shooting up my spine

do not be ruffled son though your line may break and your lure may snag the fish will still be here

good morning whiskey how can you help today can you make me forget yesterday the pain the past the mistakes I made and will make again

if the sun can persist ablaze and bring life to the cosmos if the moon can pull the tide and stand guard at earth’s side with unwavering vigilance

the walls of my mind are littered with words i wish i had said and regrets fill the halls at every turn i smile with sadness reminiscing on joyous memories just out of reach