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a good country song, allowance, already, beginning, fearless, goodbye, gravel roads, home, letting go, life, love, maybe now, rambling, seasons, somewhere I don't know, time
stop talking
go on
no crying to mama
bout the absence
of plans –
a dream
growing old
hurry
don’t let the door
get in your way
of times
you discovered
one more reason
to stay
promise discerned
by the pulling apart
and notes
I left home
on your pillow
one day
clinging to chances
fortunate few –
a touch
not so hard
to resist
leave by the light
of a love
I’ll remember
words
worried cold
as the last time
we kissed
. . .
tornadoday 
Always ready for adventure and the first to face the wind, never let the door hit me in the butt on the way out. Life’s too short to be mired in the maudlin of everyday and is always anxious to be lived. 🙂
me