She stood there, thinking – just a few more minutes.
If only a day could stretch a little longer, gifting her borrowed time.
If only she could listen to the gentle whisper of the wind one last time,
the distant songs of birds that rarely stayed.
Because tomorrow, she would return –
to the life she had briefly stepped away from,
to the familiar rhythm she had paused,
even if only for a day or two.
☘️☘️☘️
Leisure & Life 