[to name a few] Dear to Me:
2 new jars of peanut butter
canoeing like Pocahontas with her friend Keiko (or Jenny)
stovetop popcorn buttered with Brewer's yeast
poking jellyfish in the bay
a little song at dusk
tank of gas, compliments of brother
brother(s)
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when i read your poetry i feel like i was there and i can smell your words. :)
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