One thing I try to keep in mind when a storm comes along and my ship rocks too much for my comfort is that the storm will pass and the sun will shine again. It was lovely to spend time with our eldest daughter home for a visit. She played the piano and sang songs for us. The piano was glad too, I suspect. What more could I ask for.
The night is fine and dry.
The stars blink greetings bright.
And the universe spreads
A sweetness through the night.
Those ancient stars that shine
The beast and riding horse
Cannot be erased by human hand
And continue on their course.
Through every age and creed
The lights of charcoal sky
Give hope to human hearts
Offering answers to our why.
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