Ryan Anthony Gibson
Excuse me, but can I get a piece of paper and a pen? He asks the young waitress. With pen in hand and back hunched to see the words better scribbled in a frenzy of such, he lifts his head ponders and moves his lips, taps his foot and gives all the others a miss, as he focuses his talent to one bloody good cause, attracting the very girl that forever he shall love. And signed at the bottom, Ryan Anthony Gibson.
A poet, a lover, a father, a brother, need I say more, why the bother.
Gibby is the name, Ryan Anthony Gibson all the same.
