the plan
my old friend, the owner // of a new boat, stops by // to ask me to fish with him, and i say i will--both of us // knowing that we may never // get around to it, it may be years before we're both // idle again on the same day. // but we make a plan, anyhow in honor of friendship // and the fine spring weather // and the new boat and our sudden thought // of the water shining // under the morning fog.
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