Come watch the sky with me.
We’ll sit here silently
as the sun slides slowly beneath the ridge line.
Don’t say a single word.
as we listen to the birds
singing one last song before it’s time…
Don’t move at all, be still.
Be still until, until.
Come watch the sky with me.
We’ll sit here silently
as stars turn on, from east to west, in line.
Don’t speak, don’t even blink.
Try your best not to think
of this, our last moment, before it’s time…
Don’t move at all. Be still, be still.
Be still until.
Until.

This resonates with us to milk every moment: Younger Child moves in about 5 weeks; Older Child leaves a month after that.