A kaleidoscope of memories

Today, on my 75th birthday, I write this for my children.

Jump into puddles

Catch the raindrops

Slide in the snow

Walk in the woods and whispering pines

And, on a summer day,

put up a swing in a mango orchard and enjoy going up and down.

Remember me when you finish that snowman with a  bright red muffler.

Love and blessings,


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