I heard a bird this morning.
I felt the sun today.
Tonight the moon.
Were they here all the time?
Was I forgetful?
Such a painful habit, this forgetfulness.
With so many joys and wonders,
and with death so near,
I promise to be present for them all.
Bill Menza
Vienna, Virginia
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I heard a bird this morning.
I felt the sun today.
Tonight the moon.
Were they here all the time?
Was I forgetful?
Such a painful habit, this forgetfulness.
With so many joys and wonders,
and with death so near,
I promise to be present for them all.
Bill Menza
Vienna, Virginia
