Looking Through

There’s a knot in the fence gate, it pops out and I stick it back in from time to time. Today, as we wrapped up a very long year, I looked through and could see the other gate. Visions of gauntlets to run through briefly appeared in my head.

Then I thought about having to seal the damned fence again next year.

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