although my handwriting is incredibly messy (probably because i wrote this out around midnight), i felt so compelled to write out Three of Cups by Marty McConnell in its entirety. this poem is one of the most beautiful pieces i have ever read and there is something about it that sticks in my head day to day. if you have the time, i hope you sit down and read it, but by no means do i expect you to sort out of my crazy handwriting! if you want to read the poem, and i highly suggest you do, you can read it here. cheers!