Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Exactly One Year Ago

Over the summer he told me that his grandma, who made him meatballs, was up in heaven and that she would take care of you. He said she would rock you in her rocking chair until one of us came to get you.



I never see any butterflies in the city.
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1 Comments:

Blogger B said...

sleep sweetly in your grandma's arms.

February 13, 2008 3:19 AM  

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