If things are difficult for your friends, but said friends had a choice in the matter, thus ensuring that they are miserable right now, would you laugh anyway? Yeah, me too.
Hi Wanda, just your old classmate letting you know that IT WAS 6, WITH A WIND CHILL OF -4, here in Delaware (lol) So keep doing that winter wine and I’ll try to send some cheese with it. You know we all like cheese. I know that you’ve probably forgotten me, but I haven’t you. I enjoyed all of our discussion board chats. Here’s a poem for you until I get my family story together (school is really making writing difficult). Say a shout out to my mother in Sarasota for me and find that coat hon, its gonna be a cold, cold, winter.
With love,
Tammy Saboy
Beautiful
Monday, December 31, 2012
8:17 PM
Sitting under the velvet night
Sprinkled with stars
A flash of light
Shoots across the wide expanse
Fills a heart of wonder
Of the glory of it all
The sun hides behind the horizon
Fades the night
With mists of purple light
Giving way to the rise of the sun
Fills a heart with awe
Of the glory of it all
After the rise of the sun
The sky takes on a perfect shade of blue
Birds sing to the creator
Songs of joy and gladness
Fills a heart with splendor
Of the glory of it all
Skies fill with puffy white clouds
One imagines they appear
Like beloved animals of the earth
Birds fly across the wide arc of heaven
Fills a heart with joy
Of the glory of it all
Oh the setting of that same sun
Beauty that can never be expressed
All mankind slows
For another ending of the day
Fills a heart with thankfulness
Of the glory of it all
Twilight darkens the sky
With the deepest shade of blue
The moon rises high sublime in vastness
And times slows to take it all in
Fills a heart with gratefulness
Of the glory of it all
How beautiful is life
How blessed we are to be a part of it
Been thinking about you in your strappy heels sliding to work on a sheet of ice. Thinking is all I have been doing as it is too cold to get out from under the 9 blankets, comforter, 2 quilts and my flannel jammies. Stay warm
Hey, cold is cold. And funny is funny – which you are! Thanks for the chuckles! (Now I will go crawl back into the heated waterbed under so many blankets I can’t roll over 🙂 )
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Oh, Wanda!
I weep for you.
Stay warm and keep us laughing.
Hi Wanda, just your old classmate letting you know that IT WAS 6, WITH A WIND CHILL OF -4, here in Delaware (lol) So keep doing that winter wine and I’ll try to send some cheese with it. You know we all like cheese. I know that you’ve probably forgotten me, but I haven’t you. I enjoyed all of our discussion board chats. Here’s a poem for you until I get my family story together (school is really making writing difficult). Say a shout out to my mother in Sarasota for me and find that coat hon, its gonna be a cold, cold, winter.
With love,
Tammy Saboy
Beautiful
Monday, December 31, 2012
8:17 PM
Sitting under the velvet night
Sprinkled with stars
A flash of light
Shoots across the wide expanse
Fills a heart of wonder
Of the glory of it all
The sun hides behind the horizon
Fades the night
With mists of purple light
Giving way to the rise of the sun
Fills a heart with awe
Of the glory of it all
After the rise of the sun
The sky takes on a perfect shade of blue
Birds sing to the creator
Songs of joy and gladness
Fills a heart with splendor
Of the glory of it all
Skies fill with puffy white clouds
One imagines they appear
Like beloved animals of the earth
Birds fly across the wide arc of heaven
Fills a heart with joy
Of the glory of it all
Oh the setting of that same sun
Beauty that can never be expressed
All mankind slows
For another ending of the day
Fills a heart with thankfulness
Of the glory of it all
Twilight darkens the sky
With the deepest shade of blue
The moon rises high sublime in vastness
And times slows to take it all in
Fills a heart with gratefulness
Of the glory of it all
How beautiful is life
How blessed we are to be a part of it
Tammy Saboy 2012
Been thinking about you in your strappy heels sliding to work on a sheet of ice. Thinking is all I have been doing as it is too cold to get out from under the 9 blankets, comforter, 2 quilts and my flannel jammies. Stay warm
Hey, cold is cold. And funny is funny – which you are! Thanks for the chuckles! (Now I will go crawl back into the heated waterbed under so many blankets I can’t roll over 🙂 )