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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one. -
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"There are four lights!"Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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"There are four lights!"Comment
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Now that is funny!Originally posted by Michele View PostNot where I breathe, but where I love, I live...
Robert Southwell, S.J.
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Originally posted by Michele View Post
Bask in the warmth of the Deep South
No one will be denied:
Big law suits and bathroom toots;
We're all getting Dixie-fried.
But somewhere Hank and Lefty
Are rollin' in their graves
While kudzu vines grow over signs that read "Jesus Saves."Comment
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Bask in the warmth of the Deep South
No one will be denied:
Big law suits and bathroom toots;
We're all getting Dixie-fried.
But somewhere Hank and Lefty
Are rollin' in their graves
While kudzu vines grow over signs that read "Jesus Saves."Comment
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May we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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Originally posted by Michele View Post
The irony in this meme is strong; decrying victimhood rhetoric from perceived victim status."There are four lights!"Comment
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The only thing that would've made this cartoon better, would be to weave in that crying racism when you can't/won't talk about facts is intellectually lazy..or, just plain lazy..or, even Hawaiian lazy.Originally posted by Billy Jingo View PostMay we raise children who love the unloved things - the dandelion, the worm, the spiderlings.
Children who sense the rose needs the thorn and run into rainswept days the same way they turn towards the sun...
And when they're grown and someone has to speak for those who have no voice,
may they draw upon that wilder bond, those days of tending tender things and be the one.Comment
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Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.Originally posted by Michele View Post"There are four lights!"Comment
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