This is the day
that the lord has made.
And he called it good.
And it is.
Granted, it’s wet, cold and the wind blows until it seems as if i need a skin.
But I am told ‘it’s what’s inside that counts’
and inside is my hearth, my roaring flame like an honest lion
and my mug of steam.
The results of poor men’s toils,
from foreign soils.
I bow to you, oh lord,
in your unquestionable wisdom.
But only because I can’t stand up.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
>>But only because I can’t stand up. >>
Ahh. Very, very nice.
🙂
Thank you.
i drink good coffee..
comes from a place thats far away..
🙂
Shush, you.
This isn’t the place.
Very, very good. Thank for you for letting me read it.
🙂
No worries.
I like to share.
This one is my favorite so far.
Because this is honestly what came to my mind first, I’ll say it.
Yummy. Like a lemon bar.
So. If you don’t get it, I don’t either. Just assume I like it, and nothing’s lost.
(Hi there again!)
Okay, so you’ve sparked my enthusiasm.
I need to know,
What’s a lemon bar?!?
And HELLO! I’m glad you’re back.
We’ve been a-missing you
:]
benji! do NOt tell me that you’ve never had a lemon bar before!
you have surely missed lots.. i shall have to make you some..
yes yes yes.
you will.
🙂