Remember those poems you used to write where it was a word vertical and other words horizontal. In the near future I'd like to pretend to be in second grade and write one. In the meantime, I'm thankful for:
Running with Meghan
Sunshine
Flowers
Green grass
Good conversations
Phone calls
Drinking in the afternoon
Water
Librarians
Joanne
Reading
Renewing old friendships
More good conversations
Successful run-throughs
Non-violence techniques for change
1 comment:
They're called acrostics. And I agree; they're fabulous.
PS-- I have zero plans next week (although my baby shower is on Saturday, but I think you've already got Saturday scheduled) so call me when you get here and we'll see what we can pull together!
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