Poem: Turning Sixty Four

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Turning Sixty Four

A fire still hot,
Coals glowing.
Unbearable heat,
yet undeniably
closer to death.

About this poem

I turn 64 in a couple of weeks.

The picture was taken in my back yard.

Tom

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