Sunday, October 04, 2009

Unhappy Birthday Bobby

I hear myself speak and I remember back to a time when you stayed with me and folks couldn't tell us apart on the phone. Today you would've turned 45 years old. So much of my history went up in smoke that day last May when you died, and yet, by the look of things, you live on in my heart. It's an unhappy birthday! I miss you.

Keep passin' the open windows...

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fuzzy said...

awwwww... sorry to hear about your friend

E said...

Glad that he stays in your heart.