Another Day
As I sit here listening to the wind my mind wonders a bit to another place and time for a brief moment, I can see me sitting on a sofa my hair is silver and my skin is wrinkled ., I'm not alone , older man with familer features , grayer hair , more wrinkles .I view the moment as a visitor, I watch as the man turns and smiles then I hear the laugh , It sounds so familiar to me , he then takes my hand in his and says ,I love you more !! My eyes feel wet , but I'm not sad because it's you my sweetness ❤️ As I watch the scene gets blurry and then I'm back to the present , its just was another day in our future !
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