i miss my oregon fall
i miss the golden leaves
the fresh, crisp mornings
i miss the pumpkins & apples
the changes in the air
the changes in the way we are
i miss honeyed tea evenings
and maple syruped mornings
i miss coffee shop endeavors
and scarf adorned friends
i miss the leaves crunching under my feet
and morning apple tarts dripping of sweetly savoured spices
the fall will not wait for me
so Spain will have to do
though the crunchy leaves are few & far between
i do love indulging in the apple tarts
even if they are from McDonald's
"no i would not give you false hope
on this strange & awful day
oh the mother & child reunion
is only a motion away"
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Oddly enough, those apple pies are the only thing I will ever eat at McDonald's. I'd rather starve to death that eat a burger there. I hope Spain is treating you well. Me encantate mucho.
tu amigo,
Juan
oh man alive i adore your words. thank you. i miss it too. wow the sweet thunder outside would absolutely intrigue you. ill send echoes of it your way
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