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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

What can be better than…


 

Joni Mitchell on a quiet Sunday morning

And the sun DOES pour in like butterscotch.

Good wine on Saturday with nothing left

to guilt you out.

A running hug squeeze of a child’s love

And the smile you bring to their face,

Making it to the top of the hill on a lonely road,

just in time to spot the first twinkle.

None of these moments are better than spent

Then the precious time with the souls

You have know so long.