Normal day,
let me be aware of the treasure that you are.
let me be aware of the treasure that you are.
Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart.
Let me not pass you by in the quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so.
One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow,
or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky
and want, more than all the world, your return.
or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky
and want, more than all the world, your return.
~Mary Jean Iron
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