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A Thought for Today
One mans life will always make a
TO BEGIN WITH
Happy April and Happy Easter.
Long before the trees begin to bud, before the new grass starts to roll
with the curvature of the hill and spread out evenly on the common, a
certain uneasiness, a kind of insecurity arrives one morning or maybe
just at dusk. It presents itself, moves in and settles in. Not unkind,
not troublesome, this uncertainly is more an itch - a harbinger that
finally scratched enough boils into the apple blossom.
The thrower of the seeds lets go his kernels in mid-March. The early
April rain cooperates. Later on the lilac trees are all so heavy that
their boughs bend low and nearly break. The prairie dog sits up and
calls from mound to mound... a high pitched squeak that all his brothers
answer. New pinafores for Sunday School. New patent leather shoes for
The May pole dance. Lost balloons begin to decorate the inside branches
of trees. The song of the Wandering Angus is lived out and sung. The
plainest of us begin to feel beautiful again... and the fever deepens.
-from “Rod McKuen’s Book Of Days & A Month Of Sundays,” 1981
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