Friday, January 09, 2009

A brother and sister. She tickled him. He was tired. It was late on a hot December afternoon. He could not walk properly, but she did not mind. When necessary, she carried him. The words of the song came to mind: He ain't heavy, he's my brother.

And then it happened, I had captured the moment above, but my finger was still on the shutter, and I am glad, because the next moment they fell over...

Is is not great to know that life always has more great moments in store?
Keep watching out for them.
Celebrate them.
Treasure them.
Enjoy remembering them.
They're yours.
No one can take them away.

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