maggiezee

and it came again as it came yesterday,
the sunrise and the sunset,
the afternoon and evening.

and it's the subtle changes that make us realize time has passed...
one more orange leaf on the tree, one more flower bud, one more bird's call in the air.







and i'll be here, like a stone in the river, slowly ebbing away until that change is not so subtle, and i get to see you once more... and know what it's like to not see anymore evenings or afternoons, sunsets or sunrises. to know peace.