Just another evening, passing flowers the color of lavender
and rhubarb. Golden eyes look out at the world keenly. As a slow breeze unsettles
leaves overhead. Light fades as we drive, and I find quiet contentment in my
silent passenger. The transition into night is steadfast. Along our path are leaves
illuminated against a darkened sky. As we come full circle, we are greeted by the
soft glow of paper lights. Warm hues reflected against the night, mark our
passage home.
Too often than not I take this time for granted. I want to
capture more moments with my boy.
“The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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