Sweat the small stuff.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Birthday Poem for Peggy - Years Old (the poem, not Peggy)
Sitting here, pondering, over a beer.
What will I do? Your birthday is here!
It's tomorrow, in fact, and I've not sent a gift.
But we send love and regards, so please don't feel missed!
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