Outside the
local laundromat where a young mother was doing laundry, her little boy was
dancing and singing again and again: It’s
a beautiful day….then stomp, stomp… It’s
a beautiful day…stomp, stomp. Such joy. Probably something he is learning
in his kindergarten. An hour later, I am simply consumed by the melody It’s a be-u-ti-ful day. Seven notes, then
stomp, stomp. Thanks, kid.
No photo available, so I thought this photo from the
Carnaval parade represented his joy.
Ahh, to retain that joy, that is the secret isn't it? Kids remind us how.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful slice of life in The City. Thank you for sharing.
Kids are always the ones to live in the present and remind us to do so, too. Hope you had/have a beautiful day, Duff!
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