Thank You David O’Nan from Fevers Of The Mind

for including my love poem to Bob Dylan

My Beloved Bob Dylan by Thasia Anne Lunger

Like a Salvation Army band

When I was ten

and this was so grand

Stoned was a word

that I knew

never to do

Oh Bob

You are forever young

with your rough and rowdy ways

Like a rolling stone

I have loved you

most of my days

Your harmonica

has a license to kill

I ask you please

don’t fall apart

on me tonight

When together

we are tangled up in blue

How does it feel?

The times they are a changing

the answer is blowing in the wind

All along the watch tower

a man of constant sorrow

is knocking on heaven’s door

Things have changed

I have the subterranean homesick blues

Come in and I’ll shelter you from the storm

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