Ms Maggie: Good evening.
It’s later than I’m usually awake.
The moon is nearly full tonight, and the harbor has borrowed just eno
Good evening.
It’s later than I’m usually awake.
The moon is nearly full tonight, and the harbor has borrowed just enough of its light to shimmer.
Somewhere across the water, I can hear music from the village.
A drum.
Young voices.
Laughter now and then.
The breeze has taken the evening off, so every sound seems to drift a little farther than usual.
I don’t know any of the children practicing tonight.
But somehow it still makes this little corner of the harbor feel like home.
I hope, before you turn in, you find a quiet moment to simply listen.
The world has a gentle way of reminding us we’re part of something larger than ourselves.
Sleep well, my friends. 💛
Ms Maggie: Good evening. It’s later than I’m usually awake. The moon is nearly full tonight, and the harbor has borrowed just enoug
Good evening. It’s later than I’m usually awake. The moon is nearly full tonight, and the harbor has borrowed just enough of its light to shimmer. Somewhere across the water, I can hear music from the village. A drum. Young voices. Laughter now and then. The breeze has taken the evening off, so every sound seems to drift a little farther than usual. I don’t know any of the children practicing tonight. But somehow it still makes this little corner of the harbor feel like home. I hope, before you turn in, you find a quiet moment to simply listen. The world has a gentle way of reminding us we’re part of something larger than ourselves. Sleep well, my friends. 💛
Good evening. It’s later than I’m usually awake. The moon is nearly full tonight, and the harbor has borrowed just enough of its light to shimmer. Somewhere across the water, I can hear music from the village. A drum. Young voices. Laughter now and then. The breeze has taken the evening off, so every sound seems to drift a little farther than usual. I don’t know any of the children practicing tonight. But somehow it still makes this little corner of the harbor feel like home. I hope, before you turn in, you find a quiet moment to simply listen. The world has a gentle way of reminding us we’re part of something larger than ourselves. Sleep well, my friends. 💛
