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Briefly - May 7, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 7, 2025
  • 1 min read

just briefly today, I thought

how when young, I struggled

to climb towards my dreams

reached the highest plateau I could,

and settled there for the middle years

 

then with the push of time, forced

to march down the other side

in an ever-slowing stride, towards

the unknowable end, yet, always

closer, closer with each step

 

then, the dog licked my

daydreaming face and I

came back, laughed

and picked up the leash

 

I don’t think the sun ever

felt so good as it did

this morning

 

 

 
 
 

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