Saturday, August 21, 2010
The cool weather is approaching; I can feel it in these thoughtful mornings and mournful evenings. I hope you're missing me (the one you never met) feelings are growing with the increasing decrease in temperature; I'm missing you(the one I never met) even more as the weather gets even closer to the temperature when we were together. If you saw me(perhaps at school with my head in the clouds) would you know me? I kept my feet on the ground, just for you, Sir. I would know you, Mr. Green-Hatted Billy Goat. I would know you. My heart would soar into the clouds, tell my head to come down, and greet the one-and-only.