eleven is such a bewildering and unique age...she's not quite a little girl...at least when others are nearby watching...yet she's not exactly a young woman either...she's somewhere in-between.
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Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety -
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light -
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
~Mary Oliver~
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety -
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light -
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
~Mary Oliver~
pieces of my heart
montana
happy, happy dog
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