from What is So Rare as a Day in June?...

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Now is the high tide of the year,
And whatever of life hath ebbed away
Comes flooding back with a ripply cheer
Into every bare inlet and creek and bay;
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it;
We are happy because God wills it;
No matter how barren the past may have been,
'Tis enough for us to know that the leaves are green;
We sit in the warm shade and feel right well
How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell;
We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing
That skies are clear and grass is growing.

--James Russell Lowell

Today is a significant day of memories...one of the happiest days of my life...and one of the saddest, ironically...but I am "happy because God wills it...skies are clear and grass is growing."