10/12/25

When I encounter this, 2 years or less
from now, and choose to edit it or not,
I’ll recollect today without a guess;
I’ll have no cause to murmur “I forgot.”
That’s why I daily find some lines to jot.
October 12th of Twenty Twenty-five
was Sunday feeling well, without a lot
I had to do, and glad to be alive.

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