
On my last sunset sail, aboard and on the way, cigarette and Bushmills sail beside me, as do memories, loves, and endless thoughts…
And, I sip, smoke, and wonder who will come and bring me a yellow tulip on the first of each November.
Who will search through my unfinished poems, and which one of all my loves will raise a glass and smile thinking of me…
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(Image property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia. All Rights Reserved. C.2022, Francisco Bravo Cabrera. 03 JUN 2022, Miami Beach, Florida, US)
yo creo que tus amantes levantarán la copa por ti. Muy bello
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Jejeje… bueno, no todas… Un saludo amigo mío y feliz finde!
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Both sorrowful and joyful. Nice.
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Thank you so much Pat!
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Quite welcome, Francisco.
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There will be many who raise a glass to you, my friend. I am certain of that. 🙂
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Hehehe… I hope they do it with me 😺
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