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Class of 85

Excited bustle What we were missing returns Unexploded clan Heart’s origins, simple times Uncomplicated soul bonds Cresting apogee Highest point of our proud arcs Yet farthest away From yore’s endless sun-drenched days When life besotted senses Half our lives behind Yet still yearn to reconnect Fertile fundament Simplest sense of our place Roots gulp moisture from first soil Time’s stern visage clear Eternal shared history Now awake within As if only yesterday Not ten thousand days ago 5/23/16 © Thomas W. Quigley

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Date: 7/19/2016 2:17:00 PM
Class of 77 for me, great nostalgic write! A quadruple tanka now that's an accomplishment!
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Date: 5/23/2016 3:50:00 PM
Hmmm, 10,000 days.They pass VERY quickly!!! I enjoyed reading this. Try 14,000 days. Unless my math is wrong, that's where I am at!!
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Tom Quigley
Date: 5/23/2016 8:54:00 PM
7,000 days didn't seem like too long ago...Thanks, Andrea!