You were sitting on the balcony feeling cold breeze air, you may not see the view but you felt it

You felt your husband approaching as you smiled and reached for his hand, you held his hand before smiling

"I have something for you" He whispered leaning in to kiss your forehead squeezing your hand

He placed a stack of papers as you glide your fingertips over the lines of embossed braille dots. You chuckled reading what it meant

"I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry strees"