I love this world!
I do.
I love this world —
Yes, it hurts sometimes.
Yes, unimaginable loss sneaks up on you without so much as a warning shot across the bow.
But —
sunsets
showers
dogs
lovers
children
cake
and —
zesty friendship
and —
trees trees trees.
Please — there is more to love, more to hold in trembling awe — than there is to hate.
If you could spill all life into an hour —
and alot the good and the bad
easily there would be only one measly minute for the bad
and fifty-nine to the good
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