I need You to talk back to me.
I hate being in limbo but I love the chance for conversation. So I will suffer the wait.
What do You want to talk about or do just now? First of all I would swoop you up in my arms.. in the excitement of being with you and then we would walk together.
We walk along the road littered with bits of gold ... with every gust the leaves dance so high before coming down... constantly turning and shifting catching the light. It reminds me of a parade with great fanfare. Bits of paper coming down in celebration. Just ahead are a group of kids and they rush towards us as they catch sight of us. They come with whoops and squeals of excitement, laughter resounding off the walls of trees that line the road. We pick up and hold them, we kneel down and listen ... looking eye to eye as they tell their stories and tales. With an abundance of hugs and kisses, given with complete abandon, they run off further down the road and disappear. The sudden sound of silence descends as the very last hint of them disappears from sight. Wow that was cool. Amazing. An honor. Huh.
I remember,
I hated not being seen.
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