WINDOW Naomi Shihab Nye Hope makes itself every day springs up from the tiniest places No one gives it to us we just notice it quiet in the small moment The 2-year-old “kissing the window” he said because someone he loved was out there (from Everything Comes Next)
(My thanks to Naomi Shihab Nye, via one of the Rafters at our Poetry-Pick-Me-Up—sorry that I’ve forgotten who!)
The Gentle Nudge
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I always wondered where hope came from....now I know it springs eternal from sweet, tender moments like that!
Sweetness….