Thursday, September 5, 2019

Holding


We stopped for dear crossing the trail,
road construction,
lunch,
and to sit on a stonewall to savor some homemade ice-cream.


She stopped for an important phone call
and had to wait on hold...
That's OK.
I had chalk in my basket...
I wasn't bored.

" The child in us is always alive."

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