Another week has come and gone. Well school week. I can’t believe how long I’ve been here and that you are almost ready to leave us. I’ll miss your tender touch in the morning and your pale light as it threatens burst through the curtains in thin tendrils. How strange that it’s almost time to allow your sister, and the end of this year, to enter my life once more.
I’ll miss you, Autumn. But I shall cherish these few days that we have left with one another!
Book Total of 2016 – 86