Song 809: This week the playlist recognizes Poetry Man by Phoebe Snow, who also wrote the song, and you can find a YouTube video of it by clicking on the title. In February of 1974 my wife and I moved from the frigid Windy City area down to a much warmer spot in Atlanta, GA, but when summer came along, we headed back north and ended up returning to Evanston, IL. This time, though, we split up and found separate places to reside, mainly because I mistakenly thought at the time that our relationship lacked a key element that my previous romance had had. At the end of that year a really cool female started celebrating a creative male writer and we got to hear her inform him that his eyes would light the night as she also told him that she knew he was hiding something sweet and she requested him to give it to her, because, if he did, that would make things all right.
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