Pink Ninja: "Mommy, look at the moon up in the sky"
Me: "Where"
Pink Ninja: "Right there, up in the sky, I can't reach it" (While trying her hardest to)
I Sang
I sang to you and the moon
But only the moon remembers.
I sang
O reckless free-hearted
free-throated rythms,
Even the moon remembers them
And is kind to me.
Carl Sandburg
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
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