Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Where downtown I consume coffee & apple bran muffin, people amble by in pairs & turn to share a story of an escapade they took part in the weekend before. A man with a walkie-talkie rambling stands behind the bench I ponder upon before work. A little bird tells me that it's someone special's Birthday today, & I send goodie goodie thoughts her way, down Wisconsin way. The weather is spring fresh. I must move now to go make a buck to tuck into my empty pockets. Farewell for now, be kind to one another, all you brothers from another mother & all you sisters from a different Mister.

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