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I think back to the beginning of summer
All the things laying ahead
A stack of commitments
Visitors coming here and me going there
All of the promises
Ambition exceeded reality
Now I look back as we near the end
It wasn’t so bad; certainly not a failure
Two weeks of children visiting
Joyous time along with sorrow
Lying to rest our youngest
A hurtful loss; will never be forgotten
A reunion with my brothers
Poetry still flowing from my heart
Stanski
August 28, 2019 ^
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