Easy Living Poem by Lamar Cole

Easy Living



He said that when his life was done.
He wanted to be buried with a bottle of rum and some steel drums.
How he loved life under the Caribbean sun.
Listening to calypso music in the early morn.
How he loved the island life.
Easy living with no worries or strife.

Thursday, April 18, 2019
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