The Second Born

Tempers Would Flare With The Old Man Breaking His Promises Yet Again. My Anger Would Overcome Me When I Planned His Demise That Hed Never Hurt Us Ever Again. With Tall Tales Of Whiskey Holler And Times Gone Past Old Harry At Ninety Would Become A Dear Friend Of Mine. It Was Uplifting Calvins Return And With A Host Of Others To Work The Woods Especially With James Falling In Love And Never Being Around When I Needed Him. The Moon And Stars Reflecting In Her Eyes Kindled My Desire Of A First Kiss. The Unexpected Shock When The Face A Boy My Age Peered Through The Cars Window That Of A Half-Brother? I Yearned For The Day That I Might Beat All Others To Feel A Thin Tape Snap Across My Chest Victorious Once Again. Id Crawl No Further Wailing Of My Losses Thered Be No Miracle.