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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460041" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gratitude dawning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alarm clock. The sun rises.<br>The buses, railways, flights are running.<br>There’s a bottle of milk on the doorstep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Facts of life. Except when they’re not there.<br>Who lives a life of continual gratitude for life? <br>Hey guys, the sun which disappeared last night<br>has turned up again today! Wow! Relief! Let’s get down<br>on our knees, raise hands, voices… and<br>while we’re about it, put your hands together for<br>all morning milkmen, where they still deliver milk…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Except – no milk this morning.<br>Shall you telephone – politely, <br>with a subtext of unpractised gratitude? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I only saw the current milkman once; <br>said to him, this is the first time I met you…<br>he said, well, you’re not around at 4 ay em are you? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So you telephone. A foreignish voice from<br>the land of holy cows replies from<br>a script I guess, …your previous milkman…<br>left the company… late…on his way…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Morning gratitude. The cow who gives you<br>the love for her calves, in liquid form; <br>yielding too, the butter for your toast; <br>the pig who gave her life for your bacon rasher; <br>the hen who parted with her offspring for you<br>to kill its life in sizzling frying pan…<br>they’re all female, you’ve just noticed; how about<br>the oranges whose liquid praise of the morning sun you drink? <br>tomatoes, mushrooms, anybody? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe you should write a note to the dairy, <br>say, please convey to the milkman<br>who has now left the company for<br>pastures new, hur hur, and we hope<br>a creamy, frothing future, <br>our gratitude for services rendered<br>which we would not ourselves<br>be easily persuaded to take on…<br>yes, maybe you should.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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The buses, railways, flights are running.
There’s a bottle of milk on the doorstep.

Facts of life. Except when they’re not there.
Who lives a life of continual gratitude for life? 
Hey guys, the sun which disappear..."></div>
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