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52 Weeks of Brotherhood: The One with the Autumn Fire Truck Haiku

Autumn Night Fire Truck

Sometimes autumn nights
fall fast; library books late.
We return, borrow.

In the dark, we stop
to visit, love; touch shiny
fire trucks again.

They sit, cool fall air
passes through the garage; we
say goodbye, head home.

 

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