Death of a Ladies Man
One of my heroes passed away today.
82 years young.
Songwriter. Poet. Dreamer. Artist.
I first saw him live in the 60’s in London.
I last saw him live in New York City a couple of years ago.
Last month he said he ‘was ready to die’.
“Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir.
I have tried, in my way, to be Free”.
Thank you Leonard. Hallelujah.