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Teàrlach's avatar

Beers

Beers in the garden

Beside the big old oak tree

Old friends make bookends

For the beers in between

They sit and drink in that secret place

Reminisce about old times

As the sun is slowly setting and the darkness settles in

I see them both in silhouette set against the leaving day

Old friends make bookends sat against the setting sun

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gery's avatar

as do yours. Thanks for sharing your universal truths.

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