Sunday, May 8, 2011

Everybody hurts...

Looking for the man with the kind, gentle eyes of my 2nd grade hero...


You won't remember me, but I'll never forget how you helped me pick up all the pieces of my paper doll set when they fell.

It was the love of love,
the love that swallows up all else,
a grateful love,
a love of nature, of people,
of animals,
a love engendering
gentleness and goodness
that moved me
and that I saw in you.

Thank you.

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