No longer his day, it will
come around again—
through slowly stretching
hours of light into shrinking
nights till contraction and expansion
trade places, then trade
again. Just after that final click
to go in reverse, his day
will return. And I hope to be
around to touch it—those untouchable
vibrations and holds.
Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
Very cool Amy. Made me think of myself a little bit. I’m going to be a year older on Thursday! Anyways hope you’re enjoying the holidays and Happy New Year!
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Thanks Matt. Ah, another Capricorn out there. I have a weakness for them. ; ) My birthday is in early December, so I’m a Sagittarius.
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