This year I heard the beautiful song from Les Miserables, “Bring Him Home.” Valjean pleads with God to spare his daughter's boyfriend who is determined to fight for revolution. Tune and lyric blend to perfection. My favorite line: “summers die one by one, how soon they fly on and on.”
Summers die – exactly true to life. Our Alaska summer is ebbing. Today, one of the last glorious days saw the sun still high in a clear sky. But summer will soon slip away, autumn will enter for a moment, and the long onset of winter's longer stay will be here.
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