Wednesday, November 01, 2006
For all the times you've been slimed by mud, poo, and worse —
For all the times you've responded with alacrity (if the frustrated kind) to "No Mommy, off da compooter, come here" —
You child's first time trick-or-treating makes up for all such things, with interest.
I'm wondering where the sunshine goes
When at night my eyes are closed,
Is the sky really a window with the curtains closed?
And the stars are little holes through which the sunshine glows?
—Sue Wood, Bear With Me: "I'm Wondering"
Picked up today, looks entertaining:
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