the sun shone on us
for our morning coffee cups
and long hugs goodbye
for our morning coffee cups
and long hugs goodbye
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a day to recall
what we've lost and remember what we have with us before I return
I'm sewing a patch on it to make it my own the sun feels like an
old friend returning from a long distant journey
when you are older
I will tell you about how I met your mother don't bottle it up
when you make your feelings clear things begin to change radio chorus
tricks me into joining in strange words from my mouth malleable mind
shaped by sound and vibration mold me like wet clay the first real snowfall
coated each tree branch and leaf and crunched underneath |
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June 2014
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