Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

Thoughts on Thursday Evening

The weekend teems with possibilities.

A few grind boulders, for sure.

But I can overcome those, no problem.

The rest is just air to move through.

Or not move, for that matter.

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