Soaking Up the Sun

I am so quick to catch my daughters “doing nothing” and call them to productivity. But we none of us are ever really doing nothing, are we?  They need to “be still and know” as often as I do, don’t they?  How sad would it be if they read a poem about the sunshine on their face and didn’t know how that felt, really?

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