The old Newari man
taps gently at our door
he pours steaming water
from his iron-colored pail
warms the cold night with his smile.
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Writer. Teacher. Traveler. Treehugger. I believe in kids, the arts, and respect for natural cycles. I came of age in the 1960's and always thought we would get better. More peaceful. More humane. More accepting. Still working on this... and, as Mother Teresa said, "Peace begins with a smile." A smile, an education, and TRUTH.
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