Good To Be Home Again
I came home today from a place far away
A place that was dreary and drab
It wasn’t so old and paint scheme not bold
I just missed being able to gab
Now home in my house with keyboard and mouse
I am writing to let you all know
That my heart is alive and so filled with pride
The smile on my face is aglow
When you sit on the edge on that grim reapers ledge
It’s the little things that count most of all
Like the love of a good friend, true to the end
Holding out hands when you’re starting to fall
A positive outlook.
One sorely needed by all of us.
Thanks Felix.
Mo
Glad you're back home, where you belong. I pray returning strength and blessings for you--you've been missed.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
My return here is also recent, and it is a joy to welcome you back, in all the poetic splendor of your revived heart.
Blessings of Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Love, love and more love to you and Mil!!
Suzie xoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxxooxxo :-)s x many
Thank God you are ok, must be something in the air, I just put my Son through a Major facial reconstruction, took ten years off my life, and his too.
Sorry to hear of MIL, not good matey. Hugs all round.
You just sit back, type and think happy thoughts, relax, no stress, Yah hear!!
Hugs Ch'erie
Now I demand you to take it easy OKAY!!
No more funny hearty tricks from you today...lol!!
Happy to know you are back and hopefully in better health....No ICU nurse poetry till you are A_OKAY....lol!!
Nighty-night!!
Love Tinka