Blue skies

The sky is a beautiful blue. Wisps of cloud float about in random swirls. The sun tries to warm my skin. A sparkling diamond which teases me to look at its majesty. 

My thoughts drift back. I recall the soft kiss I gave you this morning. Our long walks in the evening sun on distant beaches. Of our children, growing into such fine young adults. 

The wind tugs at my hair and clothes. It is invigorating, fresh and sharp to my senses. It brings clarity. 

A thought pushes itself to the front of my consciousness. The parachute should have opened by now.

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