An American Handshake
Flannel shirt and a fishing pole
Waves on the lake in the wind
A dream that Cochise is alive
You were a camera
History of a wild free people
Memories of Vietnam
The world defined by wars
Defined by ghosts
Old songs bring a tear
Bob Seger on a Harley
We are these personal era’s
The Kennedy’s shot
The vets clubs
When did you get sober?
I guess it’s just …
An American handshake
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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