and in the end, we stop

“Goodnight,” he chirped with a swing
of his cane and a tip of his hat.  And at
that moment the sky came crashing
down.  A delicate crown of light
slipped over my head, yet darkness
was all that I knew.  The wind blew
him farther and farther away from me.
Tepid mint tea briefly lingered on my
baffled tongue.  I was young once

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