Gratitude is what I'm feeling, for David, his humanity, commitment to me, to our child and to the world. For Annie and the fire that burns beside her tenderness, for old friends and the ones who just walked in. For my father who I miss every day, and my mother who is closer to me than I am to myself. For the music I hear that with sweetness and sadness, delivers this gray and rainy morning straight to my heart.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
In real time
Gratitude is what I'm feeling, for David, his humanity, commitment to me, to our child and to the world. For Annie and the fire that burns beside her tenderness, for old friends and the ones who just walked in. For my father who I miss every day, and my mother who is closer to me than I am to myself. For the music I hear that with sweetness and sadness, delivers this gray and rainy morning straight to my heart.
