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“Oh my gosh, a hummingbird!” 

Her fascination fascinated me 
to redundancy.

She was a lovable spirit. 
A bubbly, dorky, Canadian girl with 
the appetite of three baby pandas.

“So much awe and excitement over 
such a tiny bird,” I thought.

Then again, 
perhaps her reaction was befitting. 
Maybe it was I who’d lost perspective.

Age and Cynicism have muddied 
my sense of Wonder. 
Familiarity has made Miracles cliché.

I pray thee, O Lord, 
that I may see the world 
through the eyes 
of the bubbly, dorky, Canadian girl.