Journal 6: anaphora

I remember back when

Grandpa used to take us fishing.

He was so full of life.

Our trio sitting in the boat.

Bass basically jumping in

How simple the day had been.

If only the three could be

together again.

Old Reynold is gone.

The third is off in college

and Ryan is just barely

getting into his own.

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