I just watched Sunday Morning. It reminds me of Mom and Charles Kuralt. Years ago I wrote this little poem and it makes me happy to read it.
Why I write of the dead all the time
All around me
You follow me
Every step I take
It's you taking it with me
I’m not alone
And thank you
Thank you
All of you
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I still miss Charles Kuralt. The simpler view on the world. The blue highways of life...
I love Sunday Morning. Just hearing the opening theme makes me think of bathrobes and the smell of coffee. Cady likes to watch it now too.
Yeah, me and my Mom always watched it - you're so right about the senses that theme song awakens. Dylan - like Cady - has started watching it too. Today he said "They always pick the best stories to cover." So true.
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