Long Time Gone

Must have been this time of the year.  The cool December breeze.  Early in the morning.  Everyone was still asleep.  The sun was always late.  I could smell the coffee brewing.  The sound of eggs frying tickled my ears.  She was humming the same old tune.  I could never make out what song it was.  I never asked her.  It doesn't matter anymore.  She's a long time gone.

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