Saturday, August 20, 2011

Summer Number Three

I cried when she walked off the Jetway and I saw her for the first time. 
Ten months apart and fifty-seven days together. 
The time flew by and now she is gone again. 
She is back where she lives again.
I, we miss her already.
I, we love her and want her to be happy.


  

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