upon pouring my third cup of coffee (french roast) i realize
it's been too long
i realize we've been draining the last of summer
just another half cup of energy for the cozy winter to come
the grasses are nearly colorless
we wait for the returning rain
half hoping
it's funny that way, anticipation, foreknowledge
a book by a favorite author
spine not yet cracked
new baby, new pony
old dog gone to chase squirrels in the clouds
lake turned cold and text turned to page twelve
it might be time for fall
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Been thinking of you, Friend, and praying to see you soon.
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