I'm at a loss for words

I always welcome first robin of spring returning after long journey he disappears into the fall night never saying goodbye or me wishing a pleasant trip

rearranging mental furniture because I can’t buy any new keep moving things around trying out new designs but it all still looks the same <1999>

We live in gestures You and i Large and small Speak without speaking Simply know – Content in the knowing 

We had already taken our costumes off when we opened the candy. Just a small piece - not the entire bag like we really wanted! We can put our masks on later - hide again But for now, it is sweet and we chuckle.