Eastside Road, June 10, 2017—
which fell in fact on the seventh
Great day!
Though the days grow short: busy suns
rise, set
as the hours used to do, and now
years gone,
most of them with you, and better
for that.
(Of course I can only hope you
agree.)
Never more beautiful or more
graceful
whether patient or not, gentle
friend and
sharp critic sharing this long life
of ours.
Let the whole world know how much I
love you.
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