Deal Date: 06/19/2020
I write of suddenly being without a mother when very young, she's on the cover, I will always love her. Then of a dad so hurt no longer strong, with no grandma's kiss, or granddad's knee to linger on. This was just the start of life for my brothers and me. Called orphan boys, our Cherished memory's far greater then of a few lost toys. We traveled miles and slept outside, yet always warm from love inside. As years rolled by, we loved and lost but our tots never hurt at any cost, we laughed and cried rarely side by side. This is our life if you look inside. We’ve seen the good and the evil side, the bad we always passed it wide. Because of you who read my words, my brothers lives receive some sighs, 5 brothers of their lives I’ve told, there streets were never paved in gold. For you to judge as my story unfolds for them I hope this story’s told. The clever of my words will scold, but few were ever ooh so cold, To you I say never let a day go by without a kiss a hug or wave goodbye. Whatever happens when I’m gone some will look when they see my book and ? Robert Francis Turley Wounded Souls.