This tree was down by the river.
[daily log: walking, 3km;]
Day: November 25, 2023
Caveat: Poem #2670 “Reunion”
ㅁ You can not see them for forty years, but a true friend remains a friend. You meet again, exchange looks, and there's understanding. This happened today, it sounds corny. It's human, makes me glad.
– a nonnet.