Tag Archives: Child

Memory

I was here when that chestnut was grown from a conker and the Paul’s Scarlet was a smaller thorny red spleen, before a time lapse could record every sunset and replay them in salmon and rose and golden and green. … Continue reading

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Travel Light

I’m spending some 4 hours in an airport terminal simply rejoicing in the laughter and tears of children. Kids riding on suitcases. Kids playing rock, paper, scissors 467 times. Kids misbehaving. Kids not old enough to understand. Kids on parents’ … Continue reading

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You are the child

You are the child, whether you know it or not, who brings a smile to the face of God the Parent. You, like me, are the one whose clumsy attempts, whose tottering steps, whose incessant questions fills the Biggest Heart … Continue reading

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