Sunday, July 4, 2010

7/3

We each had our things we loved to do.
We each allowed the other might not
Wish to do.

You, with your friends, so enjoyed your sport
Of clays, of trap, of skeet and courses
Walked in camaraderie.

These days I accompany your wingman.
We contemplate, concentrate, aim, and mark
The day well.

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