Ninety Miles Apart From Each Other
Honey Bear and Me
I miss my Honey-Bear. There must be away. There must be away. I want us to run away together and go far from the maddening crowds. One last effort for both of us to be happy and at peace.
I am sure he would like Alabama. It is much like Southern Illinois or SW Illinois where he lives in
Streator. I am sure my friends, Rodger, Mark, Dianne, and all would like him.
It is quiet. It does have a night life though.
It has night clubs, bars, lounges, and so forth.
Much more than Streator or even Ottawa does.
A chance for a new beginning. Sigh! Hurry up