Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Poem, by Sandy Moulin :)

I used to get a birthday cake
but now that I am old
I get the leftovers from the fridge
all covered up in mold.

I made a wish-I still believe
that eyes-closed-thoughts come true
I wish that all my friends out there
are healthy, happy too:)

Laughter is contagious; spread the virus.