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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
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Yes indeedy do. Whoooop. I was so afraid that something or a number of somethings might go wrong. And it happened. And we were alive to see it.
love, Mary
Ah, yes, me, too! Been a wreck for a couple of months, lol! Jus' about everybody I know was feeling about the same. . . .
Imagine that: both a black man, AND exactly the President we needed, exactly NOW! How lucky or likely is *that*?
It's really not very likely, is it? Maybe it's not real--we certainly don't deserve it. WHOOOP!
You're taking it well, crayon. HugZ
History has shown that this country's greatest Presidents come along at those times of our greatest need.
I think this will once again be the case with Tuesday's results.
The need for greatness certainly exists and everything that I've seen indicates that Mr. Obama will more than measure up.
Aside from our need, I think what I like best is that sense that we *can* put aside hate. . . . Or *most* of us can. Bodes well for the future.
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