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Someplace Only We Know

I dream of crisp Autumn mornings

Watching the leaves drift down

Snuggling on the porch under blankets with my loves

The kids’ laughter dancing on the breeze

I long for fancy holiday anxiety

Helping my darling dress our Thanksgiving table

And late night secret gift wrapping

Christmas mornings in pajamas

I want to photograph our birthdays, anniversaries, and milestones

To grace our walls with love and make our house a home

A safe haven for the kids to come to, however far they roam

In the blinding light of day

And the spaces between your words

I wonder if you can feel it too

This calming comfort of a forever with me

And you, and you

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bohemianprincess
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