May 2, 2023
Rerun of yesterday,
Running to Tucson for my passport.
My son with me this time.
Beautiful day,
Same blue skies, yellow flowers,
Green bushes and saguaro cactus.
When I stood at the passport window,
I half expected her to say,
“Sorry, we sent it to Colorado.”
But she said, “Let me see if we have
it.”
“I hope so,” I said.
Such a relief when she handed it to
me.
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