Who am I? and, Love Summer Desolation

Who am I ?

I’m glad you know ;

My name reflects from you

In mirror words

I can’t quite read

But the right way round for you

Who am I ?

I know you know;

The purpose of my life

Unfolds in yours

I’m inside out and upside down

But the right way round for you

       

                                                   WILF 07 2008-07-22

        LOVE –SUMMER DESOLATION

If you’re going to San Fransisco

In the Summer of sixty- heaven

Be sure to wear

Some plastic flowers in your hair

For all the bombed out spacers

Will soon be back on earth

A second behind the rest of time

Bumming around their turf

But by the Autumn of ‘67

The psychedelic hoards will have gone

To shuffle over polished boards

In ‘Frisco’s psycho wards

And flowers

Make a place look like home

                                               WILF 07 2008-07-22