Saturday, June 27, 2009
Jim is missed
The sun warms the earth and I think of Jim and how much he enjoyed a warm sunny day. I laugh about something funny and I know that he would have, too. I eat a cookie and I think of his passion for sweets. I awake in the night and know that he would have been awake at that time, too. So many memories, so quickly evaporating. I miss him.