Fall Spring - Autumn

“Don’t miss me in the spring,” she had said, her hand light as a fallen petal on his cheek. “Miss me in the fall. That’s when I’ll be closest.”

He buried the box at the tree’s roots, right where the crack in the trunk met the earth. autumn fall spring

One for you. One for the fall.

“You can go now,” he told the maple. “Both of us. It’s all right.” “Don’t miss me in the spring,” she had