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Before breakfast Before my quiet time Before I sat and planned my day out. After we stood in the doorway waving the boys off to school. Steve called me on his way to work and said "You have got to go out for a walk. It is so beautiful out here, it snowed last night and the snow is sticking to all of the trees. You can't miss this!" So I did, I bundled Coco up and leashed a very happy wiggly puppy and off we went. I let Coco take my little Panasonic Lumix and she asked me repeatedly if she could look at them when we got home. We sat together looking at each one and I noticed that almost every other photo was just like her photo up above, pure white. The only explanation she could give me was that she thought the snow was pretty. I had to add a border around it because there is nothing there to see..just white and I have a memory card full of similar ones! (She asked me to keep all of them.) After the walk, after breakfast, after phone calls, after lunch and dinner, and putting the kids to bed and everything in between the lines today I am still happy thinking about what she chose to see. 
This poem is scribbled on a sheet of paper on my desk and I have been saying it over and over. Today my dear, friend Mindy, who is serving over in Iraq, posted the same poem on her facebook. I was so pleased but not at all surprised that someone else was inspired by the same words. So I pass it along to you because maybe you have not yet discovered this sweet poem.  |
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