Wednesday, September 3, 2008

have a great day, buddy. . .


he smiled at me, as we waited alone at the bus stop for the first time this year. . .

Kinda liked that because we could just hang out. . . be . . .and talk as we do with only our hearts listening.

It will be a great day, because I'll make it that way.

And off he bounded onto the bus, for his assigned seat. And smiled a big smile, waving out his window.

He gets it. . .

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