Some of you may know that my dad is a writer...well, until I can write (and I'm practicing every day), mom has been recording some of what I have to say.
One day in October, upon seeing a blind man walking down the street:
"Look, his eyes are closed. Blind people can dream all day long. They can keep their dreams forever."
My mom's favorite, from September is:
"This was a short piece of summer - sort of like a cake that somebody gobbled up."
Stay warm, and have a great night!
photo by mom (HJP at the opening of the Institute of Contemporary Art)
2 comments:
Dear Harry:
I think you are a very bright, sensitive and caring boy. May you stay forever young.
Luv you, luv you.
Nettie
Harry-kins,
I love your comments. You are very observant.
love, Nana
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