February 24, 1995

Watered sunshine,

sparkling glass,

shiny floors…

The smell of baking.

~

Wooden chairs,

woolen socks,

purring cat…

The sound of laughter

~

Chocolate cake,

steaming tea,

silver spoons…

The taste of happiness…

~

Chestnut hair,

rosy cheek,

curving smile…

The sight of Roslyn

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