i.
In Toronto, we could lean out the kitchen window
and steal pears from the neighbor's tree.
ii.
It was the first time I had seen my sister in years.
We climbed a hill to pick wild plums.
iii.
He said I'll eat one if you do.
We laughed around our crabapple kisses.
Jul 27, 2011
Jul 27, 2011 at 6:58 PM UTC
i.
In Toronto, we could lean out the kitchen window
and steal pears from the neighbor's tree.
ii.
It was the first time I had seen my sister in years.
We climbed a hill to pick wild plums.
iii.
He said I'll eat one if you do.
We laughed around our crabapple kisses.
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