Five: sons another year older.
Four: divorces of friends.
Sixteen: major parties.
Four: people cry in our recliner.
One: house finished.
Two hundred: pounds of apples from trees.
Six: cows to the butcher.
One: week at the beach.
Four: shockingly powerful prayer times.
One: album release.
Seven hundred: poems written, plus a few more.
Uncountable: laughs, tears, friends.
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