The bottle stood full on the refrigerator for hours… days… weeks and a few months. Every time I looked at it, opening the refrigerator door, I thought and sang “Don’t think twice, it’s Alright ” by Bob Dylan— But, eventually, I took it down and placed it on the counter, found a clean glass, placed a few cubes of ice into it— and poured two fingers—stared out the kitchen window, seeing the full moon —to a lost silver dollar—I raised my glass.
Let dying heart ache
Release all blame and accept
The seedling of I
Note of entertainment:
Although I enjoy Bob Dylan’s singing his song,I also like Ramblin’ Jack Elliot’s version to represent the atmosphere I was in 🙂