Knowing that a glass molder's
lifetime of work lasts longer than
that of sand castle architects
or ice sculpture carvers
only if a rambunctious 3 year
old is not around...
knowing that a lifetime of
interior decoration in a home
can be destroyed by fire, earthquake,
tornado, or thieves,
the wise focus on the eternal
nature of given love.
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