Once at work days`end we used to look for a tavern to have a cold beer; now at the close of day we look for a sky`line to watch the hot sun collapse into the darkness . . . Loved reading your poem, John . . .
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Thank you, as always, Peter. Age certainly adds to one’s perspective.
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Once at work days`end we used to look for a tavern to have a cold beer; now at the close of day we look for a sky`line to watch the hot sun collapse into the darkness . . . Loved reading your poem, John . . .
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Thank you, as always, Peter. Age certainly adds to one’s perspective.
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