Sometimes he rants, sometimes he smiles. Sometimes he jokes, sometimes he sighs. Sometimes he's happy, sometimes he's sad. Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad. Sometimes he's there, sometimes he's gone. Sometimes he stalls, sometimes he's done. But whatever Marcelle says, whatever he'd do, you can be sure, it's true! It's true!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Posting Next Time...
.:I'm Getting Old!:.
There was something I wanted to write about based on this morning's reflection, but I plain forgot.