Long days
Mixing with nights,
Chasing phantoms
To put them to rest,
Continuing on
Into the unknown,
And finding rest.
Expecting nothing,
Yet receiving
More than I had hoped.
You provided
A stomach
Happily fed,
And lips
Joyfully libated.
A day of toil
To an evening
of laughter,
Joy
And new beginnings.
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