Prior to my retiring.
I have thoughts stream
ever so slowly..
As a whisper.
Through my consciousness.
Welling up as water.
I become self aware in my twilight.
Speaking slowly. Softly.
To myself.
I reflect often in the evening.
On the subject of he.
I feel is
as refreshing as iced tea.
Cool and calm.
No lemon,
and not much sugar lately.
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