Friday, June 1, 2012

7:00 AM Grace




I wear the cool morning air across my shoulders, squint into the brilliance of the day. I hear birds celebrate in trees as millions of green bits of beauty ruffle this way, flipping that way, shush, shush, shush, in playful breeze. I get to see it, I get to hear it! I get to hold a tiny hand, touch my daughter's hair, smell the dark earth, taste this orange, write these words, breathe another breath...


5 comments:

  1. How nice.. i was almost sat there with you... get the kettle on and the biscuits out, i'm on my way xx

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  2. A wonderful sense of the "here and now".

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  3. do you know that it is now June 7th and still no knew post?
    huh?

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    1. I know ... goings on... no excuse though. How are you?

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