Evening--Uncle Gilbert
Here dies another day
During which I have had eyes, ears, hands
And the great world round me;
And with tomorrow begins another.
Why am I allowed two?
And so I am reminded that it's much too long since I did one of these.
$$ \begin{array}{rl}
\mathrm{XXVI} &\mbox{All this crazy internet}\\
\mathrm{XXVII} &\mbox{Friends with excellent Common Sense}\\
\mathrm{XXVIII} & \mbox{Small towns just a train-ride away}\\
\mathrm{XXIX} & \mbox{The stars over cornfields}\\
\mathrm{XXX} &\mbox{Birthdays in the family}
\end{array}
$$
2 comments:
The stars. Yes oh yes ... Now that I'm a city dweller, I just don't see them any more, except when I visit home. One of those cases where the loss of a thing leads you to appreciate its value.
As a matter of fact, I've only ever lived in thick suburban or urban settings --- never far from streetlights, even, except for summer holidays. And while I do know what the milky way is supposed to be, I haven't often actually seen it, in person.
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