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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