In the spring of 1964, Tanya and I and our…
So may the sun rise, bring hope where it once was forgotten.
—“Upward Over the Mountain” by Iron & Wine
I rise early in March, weather flirting
with warmth, sit by the pond, coffee in hand, whiskey
in my pocket, toes in wet grass.
I have to believe life is about these moments:
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