I woke up with cool air streaming in through the open window. On it, carried the simple song of a content bird. Instead of racing to get up, get breakfast, lunches and sorting the million details of the day, I laid there. Listening. Thinking of the funeral that will be taking place in just a few hours. Feeling the weight of the sadness that has blanketed so many lives.
Today is the perfect spring day. Thanks Laura for posting the poem, I do not die. May life's good things always show us our loved ones remain by our side.
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