Lennon missed his big sister. When Sonja disappeared during one of her many trips to the Louvre, his heart became a cold hole. Who would make him laugh, make him gasp, make him dream?
But time passed and he was able to think beyond the pain to the good times they shared. His favorite moments weren't when she would take him to the museum, but rather when they'd sit outside. Laying in a sunny meadow, they'd spot shapes in clouds
But time passed and he was able to think beyond the pain to the good times they shared. His favorite moments weren't when she would take him to the museum, but rather when they'd sit outside. Laying in a sunny meadow, they'd spot shapes in clouds
weave crowns out of ivy and daisies
and fall asleep in the grass after hours of spotting birds and butterflies.
Without Sonja, the world may be missing some wonder, but Lennon would do his best to strengthen his heart and seek beauty in her name.
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