the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.
the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.
Please accept our deepest apologies from all decent Americans embarrassed by the obnoxious trolling from our man-baby-in-chief who is lacking in both intelligence & any impulse-control whatsoever.
❤️ from your neighbors below, 🇺🇸
#MakeAmericaNormalAgain
Please accept our deepest apologies from all decent Americans embarrassed by the obnoxious trolling from our man-baby-in-chief who is lacking in both intelligence & any impulse-control whatsoever.
❤️ from your neighbors below, 🇺🇸
#MakeAmericaNormalAgain
March 27,1961
March 27,1961
Thanks for looking. Back tomorrow. Helen📚🌷🐝
Thanks for looking. Back tomorrow. Helen📚🌷🐝