Sunday, May 6, 2012

One Hour a Day

One hour a day, if the weather is right, we go to the park.

Park days are the best days.

The dandelion wish days.

The swing-so-high-you-can-touch-the-sky days.

The roll down the hill,

throw rocks in the lake,

try to catch a butterfly days.

Imaginations run wild and free and there are *hardly* any fights.

Those are good days.

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