Transported to that time and place

A thought brings us together once more

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Morning sun stretching and rising

Our hands clasped so tight as to not let the moment slip away

Walking this trail and talking of dreams

Painting scenarios in which we are the principal actors

The environment is inviting as we peer through the widow of opportunity

No crystal ball, fortune telling future predictions

We already know and believe in what we want

And as my mind begins to transport back to this present reality

I smile, picturing you smiling on that day

And I am thankful for this countermeasure to missing you

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