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Family

"Every Fall with my Brother"

                           Petoskey 10/23/10

 

We ride to the hardware

The pick-up bouncing along

Dirt roads

Back roads

In no time at all

We forget

What we're suppose to get

Ah yes

Light bulbs and batteries

Stop for a lottery bid

Maybe a donut or two

Simple trips turn to gold

With your brother in tow