Three Chords

 “Three chords and the truth is all you need to write a good country song,” said Harlan Howard. I had been everywhere like the man who penned the lyrics. Like a  rolling stone, I was born in a Greyhound bus never to settle down. Women? I had women in every city on the music circuit. Each one had something special but knew when morning came, I would ramble on searching for the queen who haunted my songs. We will meet tonight. My last breath is near. The Lord took her home at 16. My queen is here for me. Peace.

100 Word Story Fictitious Friday using a photo.