Perfect poem for the start of the week.

"Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who made the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable and the crotchety-

best preacher that ever was, dear star,

that just happens

to be where you are in the universe,

to keep us from ever-darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light-

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day,

in happiness, in kindness."

-Mary Oliver,

"Why I Wake Early"

(This poem first shared with me

by these beautiful girls.)