and so now, we enter something new

one year ago

over oatmeal in the morning,
we sat close so our knees touched

and in your truck, i held your arm
as the mountains flew past

or, as we flew past the mountains

today

you kiss me goodbye as i head out the door
and though it is quick, it remains
tender

i make dinner in the skillet,
burning my thumb

you bring me ice
and clean up the dishes

and so now, we enter something new

-A

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Author: City Sister and Mountain Mama

Lindsey and Autumn of citysistermountainmama.wordpress.com

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