So Achingly Perfect

Do you see the way the perfect dusting of snow on the towering pine trees matches yet contrasts the dimming greenish-brown of their trunks and needles? Do you see the beautiful pale blue of the sky, the way it holds just the barest hint of pink, a reminder of sunset to come? Well, I do. And it's so perfect my heart aches.

OverTheRainbow

VT

12 years old

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  • sleepaway #1

    it rained the night of our arrival -

    big, whooshing gasps of whitewashed rain & thunder that

    shook heavy against the darkening skies. dinner went long.

    we only sang louder, deafening echoes beneath the storm as

  • 249th

    blow out your candles. 

    make a wish.

    hold up a protest sign.

    tonight the fireworks spell R E S I S T.

    your hair's in pigtails braided red blue and white.