Sunday Thanks

Again, I encourage any and all visitors to leave three (and only three) things they are thankful for.

For me: Bare feet, Rain Barrels, and the staff at Comer Children's Hospital.

A Poem this Sunday:

Stars above, so far away
What do you have to teach today?
How small I am
How large you are
Yet both so tiny from afar

Together we light up the night
In different ways
Both great and slight.

Accross the sky
I see a dance
And think about the slightest chance
That I will join you
Quicker than thought
And understand what God hath wrought.

The Socialist Christian Hippie