and so it begins…

mariobackpackwall

Sorting through all the feels here this morning as my youngest heads off to preschool for the first time. Mama bear is not loving the quiet in the house right now and missing the tiny footsteps running up and down the halls, the random hugs and kisses and the sound of toys being played with or tossed about. I’m sure it will just take time to get used to this new stage of life, but as of right now, I do not like it.

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Maya Angelou

pinkrosesWM
Beloved, 
In what other lives or lands
Have I known your lips
Your hands
Your laughter brave
Irreverent.
Those sweet excesses that
I do adore.
What surety is there
That we will meet again,
On other worlds some
Future time undated.
I defy my body's haste.
Without the Promise
Of one more sweet encounter
I will not deign to die.

Robert Burns

raindropsonroses4WM

O my Luve is like a red, red rose
   That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
   That’s sweetly played in tune.
So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
   So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
   Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
   And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
   While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
   And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
   Though it were ten thousand mile.