I didn't write a free verse on Friday or Saturday so it's today instead. Let's see what comes out.
Murky water
Wet toes
Funny how the time goes
Just yesterday hanging at the dam
You and me and a dog named Sam
Long days and starry nights
No place to rush to, no rat race to fight
Tanned skin and wind blown hair
Both of us with long down to there hair
What would be would be
And the future wasn't ours to see
But the memories live on for me
Funny how the time goes
Off to where no one really knows.
Not my memory but I like it. Hope you dig it 
See you tomorrow.
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