Welcome aboard fellow sailors and the like. Pull up a barrel and sit for spell. My ship set sail in 1967 and has been adrift for many a year. I wrote in youth of my dreams full of splender. Now thoughts of a life's wreckage painfully I do render. But worry not, for my First Mate be my wife, and she has helped me through many a stormy night. I have worn many a hat in my limited time, but none so rewarding as weaving words into rhyme. I offer my port as a haven to all, may this cove be a place of comfort when you call. I will share my ventures into writing unknown. And hope in the future my writings will have grown. Be well...John.
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Welcome aboard fellow sailors and the like. Pull up a barrel and sit for spell. My ship set sail in 1967 and has been adrift for many a year. I wrote in youth of my dreams full of splender. Now thoughts of a life's wreckage painfully I do render. But worry not, for my First Mate be my wife, and she has helped me through many a stormy night. I have worn many a hat in my limited time, but none so rewarding as weaving words into rhyme. I offer my port as a haven to all, may this cove be a place of comfort when you call. I will share my ventures into writing unknown. And hope in the future my writings will have grown. Be well...John.