I wake up one morning and
I realize how my network of clients have
diminished.
disappeared, vanished, gone south.
but then I think about when I met
them.
did work for them on a regular basis
in their beautiful homes.
twenty years ago, or more. when
they were fifty or forty, or even
sixty.
and now, well, everyone has grown old.
and off they've gone
to greener pastures, to beaches,
mountains,
senior homes.
and some, are resting peacefully
underground.
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