Honeymoon, honey baby, honey baby moon,
familiar coastlines, new story lines
relive old days through new eyes.
Drifting for decades,
coast to coast,
cement to sand to soil.
One month a newlywed,
many times broken
to become whole again.
Daylight lasts long into nightfall.
Crows as big as chickens.
Air cleaner and clearer
than memory originally served him.
The return of a calm long forgotten.
~Edward Austin Robertson
Nuclear Polio Vaccination 
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