When I look up into the skies, I wonder. Who am I? What am I doing here? How far away is that star? Why does the sun keep us warm? What is the age of the universe? Are we alone? I wonder. And, I wander. My thoughts drifting from question to question. Then there is you. And of that, I do not have to wonder.
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Bob Bussey is a retired attorney and passionate poet who finds inspiration in the world around him. As a husband, father, and grandfather, he cherishes the beauty of life. Alongside his love for writing, Bob embraces a healthy lifestyle as a yoga novice, exercise addict, and avid cyclist. A survivor of hurricanes, his resilience shines through his heartfelt poetry that captures the essence of what he sees.
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