A poem from Mom's letter

If radio's slim finger can pluck a melody
From night and toss it over a continent or sea;

If the petaled white notes of a violin
Are blown across a mountain or a city's din;

If songs, like crimson roses,
are culled from thin blue air-

Why should mortals wonder if God hears prayer?

I stole this from Mom's last letter! I think it's pretty nice. Don't you?

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Jenn said…

How'd that date go Amy? Happy Birthday tomorrow dear friend! And many, many, many returns!

February 06, 2010 8:37 PM

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Keagan turned three while we were in Idaho. So we made a cake and celebrated with the Skrivseth cousins this year. He was enthralled watching me make the cake. Had to have his little hand on that hat! gazing in adoration at it. Just about ready to blow those candles. He kept telling me that we couldn't sing Happy Birthday though. He's easily embarrassed! Silly guy! I rather like my little three year.

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