Billy Snide took the evening tide
To the land of New Beginnings
He took his heart, he took his dog,
And he took his Lottery winnings.
It wasn’t far past his former haunts,
His favorite places he went at night.
It wasn’t far beyond his reach,
That shore of newness seemed just right.
And when he landed on the shore
He bought himself a place to stay
It was next door to his former self
That never fully went away.
D.Thurmond/JEF
10-26-2018