Three Things, Four Things

"this is the way the morning creeps into your room
this is the sunshine on your orange juice
this is the sky streaked bright with the early light
and this is my way of telling you that you are beautiful"
-Annie Quick "Beautiful"

Three things fill me hope. Indeed four things portend joy:

• the smile of a five month old at his dancing brother
• snow retreating, defeated
• bright sun on sodden earth
• dreaming of April from one month away