It occurred to me for the first time today, at my father’s burial, that he was a lot like a hummingbird. The energy and focus, always moving even when hovering in place, wings moving too fast to be seen.
Like a Hummingbird
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It occurred to me for the first time today, at my father’s burial, that he was a lot like a hummingbird. The energy and focus, always moving even when hovering in place, wings moving too fast to be seen.
Sol Silver 