Our old friends
Keep coming back.
Harry, the Kingfisher
All the
Curlews
In the pasture across from
The Salmon House
The ever
S
p
i
r
a
l
i
n
g
Hesitant decent
Of those Alaskan geese.
The White Oak
Branch
I placed in my woodstove
Was as old as my
Self
Is it Love
That our friends
Keep on
Returning.
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