I wonder what you're thinking when you stare out the window like that. Are you looking at the colors of the fall leaves on the trees? Are you looking at the sun shining through the branches?
Surely you didn't see the ladies holding hands as they were walking. That was strangely lovely.
You're so young in your years, but you have a soul that's ancient and beautiful. You cried when I shared my perspective. How do you understand?
I love your eyes. Deep and chocolate like mud I wish I could just dig into with my bare feet. So comforting, like they've known me forever in time.
God bless you forever and ever, Amen.
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