Wednesday, January 09, 2019

Time Out

The sun was warm, the wind was cool.

Anyone would be a fool

To waste a perfect weather day.

We climbed on the Eagle and flew away,

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Buddies Kenny and Lisa in tow,

With no place to be and no place to go.

We rolled down roads both straight and flat

Looking at stuff from where we sat:

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Brown scrubland,

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green farmland, gray mountains in haze,

Nothing of interest met our gaze,

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'Til we crossed this bridge—then our attention was hooked.

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We turned around for a better look.

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On we went to Gila Bend

Where we stopped for a drink and a stretch, and then

Back we flew the way we came

With no one but ourselves to blame

For an afternoon of riding fun

In the cool of the breeze and the warmth of the sun.

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Now my little rhyme is done.

Louise and Duane

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