Notes
"...Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps."
"I was born in mine; I don't mind it anymore."
"Oh but you should, you should mind it."
"Oh I do, but I say I don't."
The smell of maple syrup and snow for the upcoming winter.
The whispers and mumbles that often go unnoticed.
For the Canadian with a heart full of kindness and light; often being lonely and forgotten by many, but still has the energy to keep on smiling, and keep moving forward.
For Mattie.
1 comment on Whispers
j e z February 07, 2016
this is so sweet
⃠