More Ken 64-65

What a blissful beginning-
A journey not much past a mile...
Through many a windy road and mountain top...
To the deep set valleys of 'once in a while';

We started the journey together-
We three traveled just so far...
Dessertion came a calling...
I-no longer your shining star;

A fishing trip turned into moving-OUT
While you sent me away-ignorant-to play...
Bet you wished you were 'twenty one'-
Back in the day-that unholy day;

Inglewood Estates has housed you of late-
A most unique trailer park...
What a fitting final gift you have earned...
For your rather stormy spark;

poem by Theodora Onken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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