This poem came to me while I was looking out my window at the sunset. Sunsets are so pretty at our house. Lots of pink clouds float around against a blue, almost lavender sky. as it gets later, the sky turns golden. But my favorite time of day is early morning, when the sun is just high enough to filter through the trees and make everything a sort of green color. And the sun itself is lovely. I think it's a time when I feel closest to God. Wonderful, isn't it? I love beauty. And there's so much to find in gods creation! I'm spouting now, aren't I. I just love God with all my heart. and I love his son too! And God's creation is so beautiful, I want to tell the world that he made it! I'll stop so I don't use up an entire page with my praise so jubilitoriarily gushing forth. Whoops! I did not mean that to slip out! Jolly nice word though, wot wot? (anyone who reads Redwall will understand why this is so funny). Well, It's probably time that I really stop, so see ya!

P.S. Does anyone know about SWCA, besides Eirian West?

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"You don't fully appreciate life until you risk losing it"

                                                  Calvin and Hobbes.

P.P.S. We have a boy who lives up the street whose name is Calvin. He is six years old and has never in his life heard about the comic strip. He also has a stuffed tiger named Hobbes. And he has blonde hair (Calvin, not Hobbes)! Strange coincidence, huh?