“It’s an old story . . .”
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It’s an old story,
it’s like this—
You spend a day and you have it.
You feel there is a storm waiting
above every storm,
And a silent heart
in every heart,
And your way is a river, deepening;
And each night has many undelivered stars.
You become a listener;
You can’t lose what you give away;
And you live each day for keeps.
Fredonyer Pass, California
May 29, 1944
~William Stafford
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