it's the little things...
like rediscovering an old favorite song:
You're a good soldier
Choosing your battles
Pick yourself up
And dust yourself off
And back in the saddle
like finding a new favorite song:
Forget me not, forget me now
I've come too far to turn around
like a beautiful sunset on a nighttime bike ride:
like an unexpected road trip:
like the bright smiles of two cute nephews:
like memories from the best of times:
like knowing he's watching over us:
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