When You Ain’t Got Anybody Left (You’re Alone) —- After the tears she cried When her husband died Her sad face dried She had to sell She’s not feeling well They had one child He passed at seven And he’s up in heaven When you ain’t got anybody left You’re alone She’s now in a nursing home πΉ A man at Wendy’s eats alone He was part of a crowd They talked real loud Now they’re all gone It hasn’t been long He’s up at dawn In his home He’s on his own The youngest of five None of them alive They all died πΉ She looks at her empty hands Staring out the front door he stands They should enjoy each other’s company Their memories make for good poetry How can we get them together πΉ When you ain’t got anybody left (You’re alone) ππ MyStrawHat.com April 16, 2026 John Alan Conte’ Jr. When You Ain’t Got Anybody Left (You’re Alone) ππ πΉ MyStrawHat.com April 16, 2026 John Alan Conte’ Jr. #life #family #friends #nature #poetry {listening pairing suggestion πΆ "MOONLIGHT SERENADE" BY GLENN MILLER https://youtu.be/rjq1aTLjrOE πΆ Good wishes, John Sent from my iPhone
Friday, April 17, 2026
Sunday, April 12, 2026
Nashville Sunday _ new poetry April 2026
Nashville Sunday πΆπΉππ☀️☀️πππΉπΆ It’s a Nashville Sunday Trying to wash off the sins Of honky tonk Saturday πΆ I got my guitar Here to play Give some praise Sing “Day by Day Oh Sweet Lord These things I pray” π πΆ on a Nashville Sunday Trying to wash off sins Of honky tonk Saturday πΆ πΉ I got my guitar Here to play Give some praise Day by Day 4:20 a.m. Sunday April 12, 2026 MyStrawHat.com John Alan Conte’ Jr. πΆπΉππ☀️☀️πππΉπΆ Good wishes, John
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