Thursday, March 23, 2023

Thing Number Sixty-Seven

The sixty-seventh thing I love about us is walking through a bright spring morning after a spring night's rain, when the whole world has a glow nearly as golden as yours.

2 comments:

  1. Awww!
    Wait. You're not just saying that because you want to see me all soggy coming out of the shower, are you?
    (I mean, I can arrange that if you are, no prob!)

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  2. I was not saying that.

    But I am now.

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It's Christmas Eve, and all the world is at peace ...

... when I think of you.