and so time marches on
more kindly so than remorselessly
the mandatory years have passed
and I look both back and forward now
so much learned, so much to pass on
on this one and only river of life
so much love taken, so much love to give

but still: where did you go?
the freesias won't bud this year
under these pitch-black Atlantic rain clouds

wherever you are, and be it in our minds:
we're fine. life 2.0 is good to us

wish you could see us




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