Let Us Feel




I feel a lot of different things.

How I wish you were here to feel them with me.


Things like...


Drawing hearts in wet sand.

Riding the merry-go-round or eating cotton candy.

Holding each other in front of a fire.

Being loud or talking without words.

Petting a kitten and walking in the rain.


I feel all of these things plus many more.


Would you come and let us feel them together?



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