It doesn’t matter how it happened, or why. What matters is it did.
Somedays are so bright I wish that I could save
half that sunlight for a rainy day
so when it rains I’d have some sun.
..I can’t be letting joy depend on the sunrays.
Wish I could hold you in my arms like I hold you in my mind
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
The day is Easter-colored with cobalt blue sky; bright fresh green leaves; magenta azaleas and redbuds; white lily of the valleys, dogwood blossoms; tulips and bleeding hearts; chirping finches and flitting sparrows.
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