Listen I do and thinking of you.
As I always do... "Perfect Timing"
I always cry taking the test...
the Sun beginning to rest.
It's over my shoulder,
glowing to the right.
Heaven's beams in my tears...
leaves flashing, falling down.
I sat all day waiting for the right time.
It arrived with cold and gold... and red.
I want to see them again the way...
I used to put them to bed.
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Hey Pop, you could still tuck me in, it's just that I'm probably not going to call you every 10 mins to come back in and watch Home Alone or Snoopy Come Home. Haha
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