The dusky darkness drapes across the window panes with you on my lap reading Goodnight Moon. The moment carries me back to those winter nights with my mother, fire ablaze in the hearth beside us her silken voice soothing me as she tells me her stories the scent of her freshly washed hair tickling my face as she leans to place a kiss on my forehead then …
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