Wednesday, April 15, 2015

April


Today was a difficult day at the office the keeper said.  One of the co-workers left.
She said  the hardest part of spring ,a time when new life emerges and things seem to signal hope,    is when things fall apart despite all the beauty and bright colors.
Yet, when she came home and the beautiful flowers and I welcomed her. We had no bad news here. 
She agreed that we were balm for  a brutal kind of day.





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