In cleaning and going through Pete's things I also am going through some of my own things that have been stored away for what seems like eons. Before computers and blogs I wrote with pen and paper, using notebooks to hold my journals, poems and ramblings.
Though I wrote this in November, 1982, it seems to fit well with my thoughts of Pete today.
Reverie
The beauty of the day
And warmth of sun
I wish to share with you.
The peace and strength
I search for
I find in thoughts of you.
The fields, the trees,
The laughter of children-
More beautiful because of you.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
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