Treasure Island

Albert Martin


He Will


You carried your burden
From Monroe to Louieville
When you got to Tresles
You were welcome
With flowers and open arms
And a little girl was looking at you
From her place at the window sill
They asked you if you kept on walking
You rose your sight and faced the road
And then you said 'I will'

Submitted: Wednesday, June 04, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, June 04, 2014

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