Thursday, June 25, 2009

It has been a year since I held you in my arms......

tomorrow they has been a year since I held them, kissed their baby smooth skin. All that is left to do is make their beds, and make sure my stock of peanut butter is up to snuff, and pray that the hungry Pacific is busy doing something else while their plane crosses so high above. Is it possible to keep an airplane in the air merely by the force of love for the occupants? So high, so far away.

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