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Winter Gathering

I waited anxiously for our guests to arrive

Rearranging the card table and folding chairs

Hoping the winter weather wouldn't delay or endanger them

When they arrived I held out my hand

My reach was off so the grasp consisted of

Only a couple of my fingers

And a lot of sleeve

I apologized and promised myself to do better

But every handshake was an awkward repeat

We sat in the family room before dinner

I chose the beanbag with the dog in my lap

Comfortable with my back to the room

Because my quarter patch toupee

Was properly glued over my bald spot

Someone started the debate as to which album was better

Outkast's 1996 "ATLiens"


The Weekend's "Dawn FM"


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