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Inevitable

Sitting on the dock I, lost in thoughts Stare into the deep sunset Awaiting my ferryboat Moments flip through my mind: Family, friend, foe Makers of priceless memories, The pages of a fully lived life. The blaring of the captain's horn Draws me into the ferryboat A smile on my lips As I sail into the sunset.

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Joshua Popoola

Date: 11/2/2018 8:33:00 AM

Thanks a whole lot for commenting

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/10/2018 1:12:00 AM

I know the kind of peace you are describing, and imagine your first instinct upon hearing that horn was not a smile as you used the word blaring. However, when I am in this kind off a pensive mood, it takes a good deal to bring me back. Thank you for causing me to want to go off onto a dock and stare at water today instead of going to work.