sipping ouzo at sunset

Lazily staring

Into the sun

He sits and he sits

Sipping ouzo at dawn

Under the shade

Of a tree bearing gifts

On the hill near the house

Where his Grandpa was born

He wants for nothing but time

Spent on the hill

Remembering love-songs

Sung to his wife

Now he picks olives

Strumming her strings

Sipping ouzo at sunset

Raising his glass to their life


for Daniel Klein, who lives for the here and now.

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