How do we spell it so everyone will feel it?
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I take a handful of birdseed and scatter it outside the back door. Sparrows, doves, cardinals, blue jays, wrens, and squirrels partake. So do the chipmunks. They dart out, and spend a good deal of time filling their cheek pouches before returning home. Sometimes they're so engrossed in gathering up a decent supply, they forget I'm on the other side of the glass. Supplying these creatures with a meal or two makes me so happy. I think there are many reasons for this happiness I feel. I wonder if I'm aware of them all. If I were, I wonder, would my happiness increase?
 Let's suppose every one of us keeps at least one secret. We do what we can to lock it away where no one can see it. We check on it once in a while, making sure it's safe and sound.
Now let's suppose we let daylight in. The secret is no longer hidden. The bright sun shines on it like a mother's love. What does what happens next depend on?  It fits.
It compares. It's long, longer, longest. It's tall. No, it's short. It's wide and getting wider. It's deep or shallow. It's far and near, or here and there – Who cares? |
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