'wanderer, there is no path, the path is made by walking. we're all wanderers in life.' -spanish poet, antonio machado

Thursday, April 16, 2009

a surprise from the lil' sprite (aka mikaela)

Last night sweet lil' mickey-doo surprised me with a poem:

you remind me of a summer's grass,
bright and in touch with everyone,
flowers budding from it,
its tracks spread far and wide always traveling,
beautiful, magificent and colorful,
with droppings from animals every now and then,
but never shows them,
always surprising,
always natural,
never fake

I thought it was the sweetest surprise I could get. And then I considered the strength behind words - how powerful and meaningful and utterly special words are...how they can move, shake and stir up emotions. Words are such a great gift from above. I am delighted that God has gifted this beautiful lady with the gift of gab as He has (or so I believe) given me.

Thank you, Mikaela Youngblood, for being such a striking ray of sunshine in my life...even from afar. You are a little bundle o' joy and inspiration.

Keep those rays a burnin',

me

p.s. For the record, I think the animal dropping part is a compliment...so sweet and silly.

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