Monday, June 4, 2012

Beautiful Dreamer

He sleeps and his lean frame rocks with the bus as it goes over the hill. He wakes up at the first stop in Westwood, tosses his backpack over his shoulder and slips away. Off to class, no doubt. School ends this week. If he's a senior, these may be our final glimpses of him. Too fleeting.

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