I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high,
I was a child of the shining meadow,
I was a sister of the sky.
There in the windy flood of morning
Longing lifted its weight from me,
Lost as a sob in the midst of cheering,
Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.
-- Sara Teasdale
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| San Diego Temple Taken by Erin, some time ago. |
I had a very good day at the temple doing baptisms.
My Heavenly Father loves me.
I love the gospel.
I am very thankful.
That's really all for tonight.
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