Honestly
I think I have fallen
for silver and gold
weakness and guilt
I've been in love
and in denial
there have been times
when I have felt
like a zero
a tramp and a wanderer
and sometimes as
a king or
at least a prince
who rules from a distance
I'm been in love
several times I have lost
the best there is
here on earth
this heart has been broken
and I have gone to the coast
to lick my wounds
with only one tear visible
other times I have
thought I was so good
and reaped a real prize
how this poem, my life, is going to end
I do not know but I ask that
from the date that is today
I will not regret one ounce of
my Saga

the apache kid