Sean. I was at Rowland Hall today. Wonderful school, people, etc. I thought about the shocked and angry look on your face when I told you we were going to move to Missouri. I regret moving you out of that school. I thought I was doing the right thing. Sorry 'bout that.
Also ... not sure what I did to piss you off so much ... sorry 'bout that also.
-- Dad
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Dogs Can't See Rainbow
There is little, in all the world, that puts the universe in its best and proper order, than falling asleep with your arms about the wonderful, warm, and willing love o'your heart.
Dogs, as it turns, cannot see rainbows. They are colour blind. They cannot see colour and we cannot see deepest affection of our hearts.
As on a speeding train, where colours fly and roll together more quickly than Monet's last breath, love flies by and we never stop the train to look about ... and see the rainbow.
Dogs, as it turns, cannot see rainbows. They are colour blind. They cannot see colour and we cannot see deepest affection of our hearts.
As on a speeding train, where colours fly and roll together more quickly than Monet's last breath, love flies by and we never stop the train to look about ... and see the rainbow.
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