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If suddenly we meet
on a woodland path
at midday in light
and shadows, you
two couples in love,
I, walking alone,
will you notice
I, too, am in love
with my solitude,
with those blue wild
flowers the bees circle
and with that field wren
on the oak branch
singing a heart-
rending aria, yes,
do not speak to me
with your eyes, do not
notice as I look past
to where the path
branches off and
please, in your joy
forget how I turned
away as soon
as you did not
see me
--Miguel deO
Nothing better than waking up to a snow day -- no school! Then warring armies of snowballers, building snowmen and sledding down the tallest hill in town. . .
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She talks about the future like she's flippin' through a magazine
Finds the beauty in the thrown away and broken things
Gets excited about all my crazy dreams
Got every sunset that she's ever seen memorized
Saves in a way for a rainy day or stormy night
The sky's brighter lookin' at it through her eyes
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
She reminds me that it ain't too late to start again
Fine is good but you need some blue every now and then
How'd I live so long without her reckless touch?
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
She's the painter
....and I love her more and more with each and every passing moment. My painter, my love, my everything.