Second sight...

Dewy, misty, chilly morning of 27th January 2010, 21st anniversary of my dear parents briskly, determined I walked to wait under the Kunde Rd signpost, for the bronze colored school bus... past the mansions past the manicured lawns under the shade of the trees there he was tall, majestic, restrained, white cotton shirt blue jeans, bagpack slang over one shoulder confident, our paths cross, you stare in awe at your love the one you love the most the one who is yours... I am here.