ronda.  i really enjoyed that!  thanks.
Jenifer gilley
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble 
remembering how to fly."
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From: "Rhonda Partain" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Thursday, August 03, 2006 5:56 PM
Subject: a short short story about love


> Do I love you because you're beautiful Or are you beautiful because I love
> you?  --Oscar Hammerstein
> Once, a powerful king agreed to help a small, lost boy find his mother.
> Since the boy described his mother as the most beautiful woman in the 
> world,
> the
> king commanded all the beautiful women in the kingdom to come to the 
> castle.
>>From miles around, they came--women with complexions of porcelain and hair
> of spun gold, with cheeks the color of apricots and eyes as dark as the
> raven's.
> But none of them was the boy's mother. When the last of the women had
> paraded before them, and the king and the boy had begun to despair, they
> heard a
> timid knock on the door. "Come in," the king said wearily. In shuffled an
> old washer woman, her grey hair tied up in a kerchief, her hands rough and
> red,
> her dress coarse and patched.
> "Mother!" the boy cried when he saw her, and he leapt from his chair and
> raced into the woman's arms. The king stared in amazement.
> Will I be able to see the real beauty in others today?
>
> You are reading from the book  Touchstones.
>