Geeezzzz Danie!

I list of joys, “Oh boy.” Well, (1) I know is I have hands (2) of them, “You understand?” (3) my son, took two to make he (4) a pair of eyes and glasses to see My voice OH yes, to sings a joy (a hammer and nails to pin down the hoi polloi) My homes a gift, I give to me The lawn, the flowers and the trees! A heart to love and sensitivity. God bless my Dad’s gift of wanderlust And the whole world’s a gift from He to me! Good food, clean water, my health I know the list should go on endlessly. But SO hard to stop being a whiney baby!