evenings, now, we meet papa's train and walk to central park for one last romp before another day shimmers to a close. it's just the thing for these summer days when the light stretches on and on impossibly. oh, it's only a little thing -- a simple moment stitched into a day woven into a life -- but it's everything, when it is yours. a life woven of days stitched of simple moments spent with the ones you love most.
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