Children (by Khalil Gibran) And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, ‘Speak to us of Children.’  And he said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet …

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Let’s get this week started… Morning (by Billy Collins) Why do we bother with the rest of the day, the swale of the afternoon, the sudden dip into evening, then night with his notorious perfumes, his many-pointed stars? This is the best— throwing off the light covers, feet on the cold floor, and buzzing around …

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