Ice Cream Sandwiches
I loved to go to your house even though it was an everyday thing. I could always reach for you, and you would meet me halfway as if by instinct. You would hold me, rock me until I was too big to fit in your lap anymore. You’d make me breakfast before school and you’d be there first thing in the afternoon to pick me up and take me to your house. There’ so many little moments we have shared, but there’s a few that stick out to me. Like ice cream sandwiches.
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