THE LUCKY WE ARE

In the chilly mornings of Fall we count the leaves dancing in the air and count the minutes of sunlight on our faces.
It's a brilliant kind of sunlight that cuts through the chill and warms right into our hearts.
It is very hard to really define it but we try.
It's the late mornings that come slowly that tell us how lucky we are to be here at all.
And the casual in and out of every morning turn into days that we find our luck.
And our love.
And it does not matter if we are all together or far apart.
We know how lucky we are.
Ciao for now my friends...
 

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