Thursday, September 11, 2008


She is like the tide, moving in cycles through my day; our moments of laughter or discovery are shells that she leaves on my beach, one after the other. I am like a toddler running from one to another with a basket, convinced that every one is more beautiful than the last. Someday the beach will be empty and she will be collecting shells of her own but for now I walk in amazement at the beauty each days brings to my feet.

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