We had wet nights and sunny days. The record player played those

songs all day long. Your presence filled the whole place. Your smile the

entire town. Our walking and sleeping with our hands together. Was

something I had not imagined would happen to me. Our Saturday

morning breakfasts spent in a magic town. Driving back home for the

love making of the day. The fresh air coming in in cloudy days. Our cat

at our feet. Your arms across my chest. Or I behind you holding you

tight. Either way it was magic. I guess…magic in some instances doesn’t

last forever. Yes, yes, yes. We have the magic of breathing…and

thinking and that kind of thing. But not about that kind of magic.

And one day…my fairy Godmother showed up and say…cut!

And that was it. What a wonderful episode in my life.

Life is full of episodes. The way I see it. Am I right?

Ernesto Onofre