walked out this morning and stood.
my little sister stoped and asked. "why are you just standing there?"
i smiled. "can you smell that?"
my sister now disgusted and walked toward my car.
"why do you want to smell the air. thats weird."
though she was just taking my words from my mouth.
"your not really understanding what i am saying. i smell rain, the cold air,
the chills of the fall. i hear the leaves, watch the rain hit the ground."
I looked at her and asked again.
"do you smell Christmas coming? or just feel it?"
my little sister shook her head.
"no"
before i drove off i took one good sniff and was off.
No comments:
Post a Comment