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I kept the curly ribbon
He cut from the clouds,
That’s what sits inside, you know,
It shows a little
When the sun sets
Or lightning’s silver scissors
Chase it across the sky.

It’s tied behind my eyes now,
Shining through the blue
When good memories
Rustle the color bundle
Like a fall breeze
Giving goose bumps,
An everyday celebration.