The child in the manger
Anna yesterday, lovely again, pretending it was her birthday and that she had brought the chocolates - she fooled me for a moment. How young she is and from her I would take the child's sweets and in return I would give her the view, that wonderful view which only comes with age and experience. What mountains we could climb were we given the powers of both the young and the old.
posted by Weasel @ 8:25 AM
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The mountains in the distance are beautiful, too.
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