I read your words over here on the other side of the world in the beautiful Adelaide Hills in Australia. Thank you for sharing your exquisite divinity and gifts, including the precious, innocent words of your son. Thank you Lovely Sarah xx
My Gratitude Sarah, Your sons are so lucky to have you as their Mum to guide and teach, what a blessing you are! I too taught my children when small, to notice the beautiful things right in front of you at any given moment, like sunsets everyone beautiful everyone different. We collectively have forgotten to take notice of the little things around us that lighten the heart and put a smile on your face from the shear beauty of Mother Nature. As always I love your truth, your gift with words. Love & Light to you & your family. Wendy xxxx💕💕
It seems your son has your gift of seeing the world in a beautiful way.
Your strength to be vulnerable in this world is an amazing gift to us all.. thank you
I read your words over here on the other side of the world in the beautiful Adelaide Hills in Australia. Thank you for sharing your exquisite divinity and gifts, including the precious, innocent words of your son. Thank you Lovely Sarah xx
Such beautiful strands of light you share😘
You have nailed it, Dearest Sarah. This is the essence of living, I believe. What you describe, that's the REALLY good stuff!
Thank you, Sarah! This was an important reminder for me.
Your words swept into my heart on a resonant current. Thank you for sharing what’s inside your frame.
Thank you 🌻
TEACH A LITTLE MAN.
By Michael Cunliffe 2021
Teach a little man
To hold his brother's hand.
Teach a little man
By his sister's side to stand.
Teach a little man
To touch with gentle hands,
To ride the waves to land
Instead of drawing lines
In the shifting sands.
Teach a little man
To take little steps,
To walk with open eyes
And offer helping hands.
Teach a little man
That his words are his own
And by their impact
He will long be known.
Teach a little man to feel,
His heart not to conceal,
And that with his tears
He may come to heal.
Teach a little man
To be still, to stand,
To find a quiet place
To feel the wind upon his face.
Teach a little man to listen,
Hear the birdsong in the trees,
To touch the flowers in spring
And seek his inner peace.
My Gratitude Sarah, Your sons are so lucky to have you as their Mum to guide and teach, what a blessing you are! I too taught my children when small, to notice the beautiful things right in front of you at any given moment, like sunsets everyone beautiful everyone different. We collectively have forgotten to take notice of the little things around us that lighten the heart and put a smile on your face from the shear beauty of Mother Nature. As always I love your truth, your gift with words. Love & Light to you & your family. Wendy xxxx💕💕
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