I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…

how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...

Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

I am a bad man....

En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada

..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..

Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers

I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places

I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget

Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.

Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back

there is a Wonder a golden light t…

I do not write poetry out of distr…

He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze