Why wait until the clock strikes 12 for the new year? Shake rattle and roll right now.
Before the clock strikes 12, like starting right now, I'm going to be partying my behind off. And it won't be an accident, it'll be on purpose, a plan made to joy.
I plan to have a good time, even if the devil has a bad one in mind. After 53 years of fighting that fool, I've graduated from the Lord's school. This is a mental world, physically endowed. In your mind, you can turn the devil blind.
So I X him out of my scene, then carry on my joy dream. Bring it to life, forget the devil and his strife. Fools not going to scare me forever, even if he is more clever.
Strike of 12, is right in this next second. It's starting right now!
Sure seems funny how as we age, the years just go by so quickly when it just dragged by when we were kids! Good write, Grady; happy New Year to you and yours! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D (I officially reach middle-age in June of 2004; I'll be 45~! GAD!!)
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