Well,
it is finally here,
my favorite time of year.
Waiting for the changing of the leaves
and the crisp air of the night.
I need a nice long walk by the river
Maybe to the "Bowl and Pitcher"
I want to go to the lake
and sit on the porch
drinking beer or coffee or tea
That is after all
My Therapy.
I miss everything
The waves on the shore.
The creak of the dock.
and big drunken fires on the beach
and quiet pensive fires on the beach
I need some time away...
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