include the little brown children holding hands
walking through the streets of copenhagen
toddling along, led by their headscarfed teachers,
backpack-toting, curly haired and coffee colored with little matching earrings.
or the sky so beautiful I wanted to just sit on the counter
and watch the clouds, pink and white go by, awe sudden
and impenetrable, engulfing. how can we live in such a beautiful world?
how can we do anything but look at the clouds? or the
two girls in the courtyard, blonde and riding their stick unicorns,
galloping along the paths, like they owned them (and they did).
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