Sipping ouzo at sunset

Lazily staring
Into the sun
He sits and he sits
Sipping ouzo at dawn

Under the shade
Of a tree bearing gifts
On the hill near the house
Where his Grandpa was born

He wants for nothing but time
Spent on the hill
Remembering love-songs
Sung to his wife

Now he picks olives
Strumming her strings
Sipping ouzo at sunset
Raising his glass to their life

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An ode to Daniel Klein, who believes in the here and now.
https://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/311625/travels-with-epicurus-by-daniel-klein/