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“Clouds come floating

into my life,

no longer to carry rain

or usher storm,

but to add color

to my sunset sky.”

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–Rabindranath Tagore

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One does not need rose colored glasses

to see the beauty in God’s world.

The sky, whether it be black or blue, red or yellow,

is always changing, never the same twice,

and always awe inspiring to behold.

As the metaphor for life, the color of the sky reflects life

in that no matter if your life is happy or sad,

it is always changing

and should be enjoyed for being lived.

Life is to see the color in the cloudy sky.

Life is living and loving in the here and now.

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ME and the Boss

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