sweet morning musings

Saturday morning.

A child wanders, bleary eyed, into her parents’ bedroom.

The mother rolls over.

Words are exchanged.

Together they trudge

into the next room.

They snuggle.

Together.

Love and blankets

surround them,

providing comfort and warmth.

And comfort.

Warmth.

Amidst the beauty and wonder, the child rolls over and whispers

sweet, honest words.

A smile.

Then.

The morning’s first laughter.

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Wondering why the book of alice is a little different today? Why not?

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