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I recall jumping into a river

1984, late April and cold as melting snow

As much as I enjoyed it

I still would hesitate not do it again

I am not that boy of 19

Yet after heavy rains two summers ago

I rode hazadous rapids

just above in the same river

with only my feet and wits in front

Goodtimes still, just luck I guess

I knew the rocks through and where to bounce

the calmer storms and dry times teach us well



, Love , Daniel