I feel very fortunate
to have found you
all those years ago
by the side of the road
how different my life
would have been
if I had just kept
right on riding past
how many poems
would never have
been written?
who knew that your keys
were my keys
for inspiration?
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it only took a few words moments to transform from a thought into a virus that grew steadily by the day into an imagined predicament it only took a cool head and appropriate action to dispel the delusion withering those thoughts back down to a few words that held no sway
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my alarm went off way too early this morning and I lost all sense of time breakfast and coffee were over before I knew it the morning was scrubbed clean and the next thing I knew the clock struck noon traffic and distraction took up the mid-afternoon the early evening consumed just as fast as the meal we ate for dinner dusk was in the dust by just after eight I feel I'm just now catching up and I'll savor the hour and a half that I have left