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You Washed The World
You Washed The World You washed the world with my love and took it and made a valentine of my heart. You washed the world with a blanket of snow and lace formed on my eyebrows and made my lashes heavy with snow. You threw me down and I made an angel with…
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This Valentine Heart
Believe because it is true. . . . . As we approach Valentine’s Day, to all who are bereft and do not or have not known love, what is missed is something you have known somewhere at some time else you would not know you miss it. One day it will be yours again. It…
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The Winter Sky
The Winter Sky The winter sky shimmers with the flints of the icy shards falling with purpose. The glint of them, love, has you remembering the long nights in a sometime past. Where and who you wonder, shared the beauty, sparking a million stars, in a time not to be repeated? It was…
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Upon Entry
Upon Entry Upon entry, we shed the mufflers and the gloves, the vests and boots, ready as any warrior to fight the cold. The hot tea is a choice companion for us, as we sit and warm ourselves before the fire. A promised relief we find in each other, as we no longer…
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Love Beckons
The Teachers Speak. . . . . When you nurture love into being, when you expand the limitations of one and not labeled them insufficient or stupid, you have prodded a self concept into using strength and innate ability to understand something used and feared all of a lifetime. They may not remember who…
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The Best Of All Worlds
When a teenage grandson arrived into our family, my talks with him were cerebral and pithy. We were in my basement study and on the wall was a quote which I had paraphrased from something I was reading and his mother, an artist, had illustrated. (We have since used the drawing on the cover of…
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I Will Sing Songs of Love
I Will Sing Songs of Love You listen wisely and I will sing songs of love, concluding a life of harsh lessons. They were not easy, love, because you were eager for Light. . . . The darkness penetrated every portion of life, too deep ever to see Light. So we gambled on a…
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A Depth by Ascent
In discussing the inadequacies of language that plague me much of the time and have left me stuttering, searching for a word, I knew that somewhere I was familiar with a word that described a feeling or thought or some occurrence which was lost to me in this world. I knew I could go to…
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Beggar’s Prayer on Christmas Eve
Beggar’s Prayer I come with the Grace of all those I beseech, quietly. In all names holy. My work done with love, in prayerful attendance to life, to acknowledge the birdsong extolling the morning and awakening the sun in triumph over night. Sending the mist to dissipate over the Mount, to nudge the sleeping…
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A Family Christmas Gift
Sometimes what has been said once needs to be repeated. There is a substance to the word that speaks not only to the young but to the ones who care mightily for them. It is the kind of family gift that will bridge generations and allow the young to try their wings no matter their…