Yesterday, on the way to visit a favorite friend, Tyler was lamenting how long it had been.
He said, "I haven't been there for a million Sundays, Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays stacked all the way up to the sky."
My young poet. I could listen to him all day.
(I often do.)
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