Normal day, let me be aware
of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you,
bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest
of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I
may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails
into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself
taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the
world, your return.
- Mary Jean Iron
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