Friday, September 16, 2011
Watching the wind blow through her hair, I'm reminded of what a gift this singular moment is.
How like a child she is....
the grin that creases her face,
her eyes that close in wonder,
the joy that radiates from having the wind caress her face.
This truly is the way to embrace the goodness He gives us -
to look, to see, to appreciate the beauty...
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