I miss John Denver. He was an optimist that I could identify with. Still in the dark of the night when my Baby Whisperer skills begin to fail, I appreciate his postive outlook in the piano music that is sooo soothing to Holly.
"And talk of poems and prayers and promises
And things that we believe in
How sweet it is to love someone
How right it is to care
How long its been since yesterday
And what about tomorrow
And what about our dreams
And all the memories we share."
In the middle of the night, when my Baby Whisperer skills begin to fail... I knew there was a reason we wanted another child.
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