petition that pinch of admiration
tighten this twinge of distraction
tighten this twinge of distraction
arms are a bow, fingers quarrel
I think you may hit or miss now
I think you may miss... this love
far is not unlovely, come beloved
fling open my arms and this exit
fling open my arms and this exit
whisper confidence(s) like a seashell
maybe send postcards, wish us well?
* The bittersweet task of getting the eldest ready to leave the nest.
[Pic: lilacs and wild phlox from LB and TB]
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