The taste of Dandelion Wine

I can still feel it on my tongue, undimmed by time. Smell the sunshine in the library, know exactly where the pages sit on my childhood shelf. Taste the running and the green grass.

Thank you, Mr. Bradbury.

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    • I agree! It’s strange, I wasn’t totally aware that he was still alive — until the news came across of his death. Thanks for the follow as well!

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