Dad recently sent me a poem he’d written on a bad day to remind him he’s a rebel.
He sent it to me today and I think he’d like you to have it too.
From Douglas Harrison to you…
“Here’s to the wings that won’t be clipped, though many will try en-route
And here’s to the foot that won’t be squeezed, by any old pixie boot
So go your own way and do your own thing, don’t let others decide your goal
For at the end of the day, when you boil it all down,
life’s just bullshit and rock ‘n roll!”
Keep believing…
I like the comment about life and rock-n-roll, that is so true.
Inspiration comes from many sources, your dad made me smile and gave me a few ideas of my own.