On Archer on the First Snowy Day of the Year

First day, loose cascades from the palisades
Reflecting on Lake Michigan, October 18th
I recall my brashness is just an acquired trait
Off Morningside, the picnic bench and news on the radio

Soap smells giving way to salt on moving day
Rushing between your house and my car on Wellington
Blushing, I admit my foolish tendency
To mythologize and canonize my warmest memories

Laughing about the girls on the ferry boat
The fake Navajo blanket on the ground in Avondale
The dumplings on Archer on the first snowy day of the year
Being as sentimental as I am, I couldn't throw away
The receipt from the parking garage at the airport
And I carried it with me still at the end of the month



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Writer(s): William Clapp
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