From one’s true life
As we often feel
Immensely insignificant
And yet the missing link
That holds it all together
At least as far as we’re concerned
Having a beer with you
And it’s summer-in-winter
One of those crazy days
When the cold air falls back
And lets the sun in
And the ice of yesteryear
Melts on the porch where we sit
Basking in the first warm day
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