My beautiful boy,
You ask if it was misty on the day you were born.
I think it was, you love that weather to much for it not to have been.
Yes,
I think it was misty,
I think it was beautiful,
I think the birds sang despite the cold,
I think people pulled there coats around them a little tighter, pulled their loved ones a little closer to admire the weather.
I think the day you were born was a happy day.
I know I'm glad for it.
YOU ARE READING
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RomanceLiterally just writing my experience dating and now about to be married, an interesting and wild new thing for me. I don't think if I had a choice I would choose this again, but here we are. Most are just some I wrote for fun, like a letter you wri...
