I saw the sun descending down with the moon close behind.
I felt my breath moving my body.
I heard through the crisp breeze and the hope of fall.
I smelled the scent of wishes and dreams.
I felt my heart pump harder than it has for a while.
I heard through the crisp breeze the memories of youth.
I cherished the days of solitude.
I felt anxious for the coming change.
I heard through the crisp breeze the wonder of the future.
I felt the warm embrace of expectant children.
I cherished the words we are coming to live with you.
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I like those words. I cry every time I watch Peter Pan and the old Aunt says I am your mother. The child says how do you know? She answers, I feel it in my bones. I cry like a baby every time.
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