Thursday, November 15, 2012
the other day
the other day
a good neighbor died
he was my first friend
here at the cabin
I miss him
the other day at night
a raccoon as big
as a vw bug
was on the front porch
eating cat food
yesterday a small black
white and brown butterfly
came by to sit in the sun
with me and drink some
of my kombucha elixir
it returned several times
I am a guest in its world
what time was for
the other day
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