May your hand be full for always if only with another hand. May your heart be empty only long enough to give you cause to fill it up again with love. May your soul be lost by you only to be found by God.
Rod McKuenThe gifts that one receives for giving are so immeasurable that it is almost an injustice to accept them.
Rod McKuenWatch the indolent butterfly playing on the tall flower in the yard and think about the sun going down. It always does you know.
Rod McKuen