I turn my face towards the sun
and close my eyes in reverie. The warmth wraps around my shoulders as a mother tenderly swaddling her newborn babe. A chorus of birds joins together in song. From somewhere in the distance, the scent of honeysuckle floats towards me on a breeze. I inhale deeply. A moment’s pause And then: Exhale
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