Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Old Jukebox By Smokey Dodge


It holds many memories a quarter a play.
125 is my favorite.
We danced many a night to that one.

Pick your own memory for this one is mine.


About Smokey Dodge: 

Smokey Dodge

Is a poet , Musician , Teacher and drifter of this world.
We may never meet more than today.
But just Incase this is goodbye.


I got nothing but love to share.

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