BUENA VISTA

1984

 It was a Thursday in February and I don’t remember

I recall the life; the dash in between

As my memory is of how I grew

Until I won’t know my last

BUENA VISTA 

I can still taste that Saturday in November

I don’t remember the middle; that I so feen

First Sip Last Sip Tullamore Dew

 Next year can’t come too fast 

2009