Superbaby grows up. . . .
About Me
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
3 comments:
Oh, thank God!
When I saw your post at HEP
saying there were new posts here on Ally and on Tanner
I felt a catch in my breath and a thud in the pit of my stomach.
I am so grateful that it's ALL GOOD!!
May it ever be so!
I can hardly wait until we are celebrating Ally's health like we can celebrate Tanner's!
That crop of red hair is a beautiful encouragement.
Thank you sooo much!! ♥
Oh he is so precious I just want to pick him up and plant smooches all over him. Blessings
listener, it will happen -- she's *such* a fighter! And the best kind, too: the cheerful warrior.
Hugz
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