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Rain. That’s alright.

Rays ripping through your thick clouds today.  For a clear sky tomorrow.

And the sun will be seen.

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In the midst of virtual relationships.  Of shared pictures and posted messages.  Of Birds, and Faces, and Picturegrams.

She picks up the phone.  And calls an old friend.  To listen to his voice.  As he speak to her. And only her.

Remember when his fingers guided you up the wooden bridge.  His eyes watched you slide down.  His hands caught you on the other end of the bridge.  And carried you back up again and again and again.

Please be easy on him now.

He is still only a boy, only taller.  And you are still his red toy car, only bigger.

From the deep midnight blue, would you shine upon us tonight?

From the deep midnight blue, would you delight us tonight?

From the deep midnight blue, would you bless us tonight?

Nature’s glorious act of globalization, we await tonight;

From all four corners of the earth, we await tonight;

To celebrate in silent unity, we await tonight.

When the moon shines upon us tonight.

She lays her darling darlings on the page.  Side by side.  At times she snuggles in a dot, at times a squiggle.

Her darling darlings, all so dear.

Some, perhaps, too dear.  She doesn’t let go.  Takes them back.  Back into her soul.

And lets the others run free.

 ‘Beep, beep,’ goes your double decker bus.
Through dizzying streets, stifling traffic, deafening honks.

All week long.

Hey, you did good.

Now park on the side.  Go up to the deck.  And watch life go by, sipping tea and eating cake.

Have a good weekend.