Rust to Dust
Rust to dust Jeff told me
an old auto sits at the base of a knoll
sprinkled with light through the trees
trees that were not there
when last she was parked
Rust to dust, clear sky
light over the hill but
she’ll sit there still
in this Warholian world
her fifteen minutes are past
rust to dust
© Peter J. Crowley

Here in 1997 at Husky Blues Maynard
offers the audience a blessing.
We were all blessed by his presence and music.
Thank you Maynard.
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