Holiday Quote 2015 | Amy Deputy Photography & Co.

My mother noticed her thought snippet:
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And so it began.
The fire station collected the broken ones.
The outdoor store fixed them internet explorer 6 downloaden nederlands.
She stashed the precious cargo in secret locales
around the town, her barn, a neighbor’s shed,
a great dull yellow metal building in a treeless field spiele auf pc herunterladen.
It’s Christmas Eve, then.
She wears soft jeans cuffed above her ankles,
a favorite beige red-plaid-lined windbreaker
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She borrows my father’s truck.
We clear veterinary vials, syringes with thick needles
and mini-mart coffee cups from the bench seat New Year's Wishes 2019 to download.
We load in, the three of us. My son and I are home that year.
We bounce through a field to the barn.
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She drives to the neighborhood-where-children-need-bicycles.
She parks in the street. A curious child approaches download the current maintenance stack update (servicing stack update ssu).
She gives her a bicycle. Then another child. Another street.
A throng of pre cell phone children approach.
A boy pushes the child in front of him. He does not get a bicycle videos von facebook auf handy downloaden.
We go to the second stash of bicycles. We fill the truck.
We return to the neighborhood-where-children-need-bicycles.
It’s almost dark when we hit the final stash legal download from film.
As churches carol and proclaim, my mother hands a bike
with a pink banana seat and handlebar steamers
to the little girl wearing a purple puffball coat rome total war kostenlos downloaden chip.
The girl says thank you quietly.
Today we begin the great holiday light untangling ritual.
She loves the twinkling dogwoods.
That year so close ago, my son and I received the only gift we need,
to witness, to be part of, to be reminded, to trust that wacky notion,
the one whispering where you can feel it deep,
in your belly, in your bones, the one that makes you swoon and smile,
the simple noble notion to do, what really matters.

 

With Love ~ Amy