Winter caught my Christmas lights
and froze them into icicles—
now even the cold knows how to shine.
Winter caught my Christmas lights
and froze them into icicles—
now even the cold knows how to shine.
Kael on the other hand was glaring at that box of toads, wondering when it’d be opened. Juniper was taking notes— with even better handwriting than Kael. Which was unusual to say the least.
I used to race my shadow down the sidewalk,
thinking if I ran fast enough
I could outrun time.
Now I walk slower,
because somewhere along the way
time learned my name.
I still sit in the same car seat,
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