I watch a raindrop slide slowly down the pane. On one side a rainbow arcs over the mountains. On the other side I see your reflection like a mirror into my soul and know you will always grace the pages of my life. A tear beads down my cheek keeping pace with the droplet.
I know it’s time because your father finally lifts himself from the car. When we talk to you, I hold your flag to my breast. Our love affair with you will never end.