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i thank you, God

my favorite poem, which i've written about before, is by ee cummings.  a few weeks ago i had the creative urge to have my children somehow read or recite that poem, set to some music and some images of them just enjoying life.  being a complete and utter amateur, i have neither all the tools nor the expertise required to do it really well, but i do have the need to express myself creatively and to document my children's lives in interesting, meaningful, and hopefully beautiful ways.  so, without further ado, here is the video i've put together.  enjoy. 


Comments

julie said…
Sheesh. This is one of my favorites ever. I don't know how you do it, but you are amazing at so many things. and your boys are beautiful.
Greg C. said…
Ditto julie.
cathyq said…
beautiful. Inspirational. Thank you.
Mary said…
so special. love it love it love it to my core.
greg milinovich said…
thanks, all. glad you enjoyed it. it was fun for me to make, from the initial brainstorm all the way to fruition. i wish i had more expertise and the tools to make it the way it looks in my head, but it's still fun to create at all! thanks for watching!

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