she wondered if he was comin’ back…left so many times…got tired of waitin’…
married some insurance salesman…met him online…lived in Saginaw…just to the north of her…
an’ that whole time she was bein’ courted…kept thinkin’ ’bout this drifter in her life…this vagabond who’d go from town to town like some hobo…was always excited to see him…
but then weeks passed…months…just assumed he was done with her…thought he was done with everything…used to tell her how tired he was of life…she knew it’d happen sooner or later…
she still thinks ’bout him…that hobo…that vagabond…
