Letter #3

Good Day Mourning Dove,

Good grief to you. I saw you cry yourself to sleep. And then you dreamed of a certain darkness. Don’t fear the dark, morning comes in her time.

I love you,

Good Night

P.S. I noticed you just about cried your eyes out. If that ever happens know that I know how to put them back in your head. It’s just like that song you like to sing “Was blind but now I see. Amazing Grace!”

P. S. S.

Write Back. Simply- Return to Heaven


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