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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The spring sun warms me and feeds my soul like a spring rain on the budding forests. I am living in a green cell with only bars of dappled sunshine and laughter. Days alive to life as I sit on grassy banks holding council with nature and watching butterflies and swallows swoop and dive and feeling right there with them flying in the calm blue sky and though my love is strong and true if ever I should falter, ever would you be strong enough to hold me up high in the air for you are at my side forever.