one of the lovely things
about living in a climate
that gets cold
this time of year.
is the cozy fire
in the fireplace.
or . . .
since i don’t have a fireplace . . .
a cozy dvd moving picture
of a fire with crackling sounds!
on my tv screen.
yes. it really works.
i have a great imagination.
i swear i can even feel the warmth.
and here is a little poem . . .
you’ve read it in another post i did once . . .
it’s a favorite of mine . . .
i never knew who wrote it.
i simply loved it and memorized it a long time ago . . .
your laughter’s in the treetops
your smile is in the grass
i hear your little muffled sigh
in all the winds that pass
and when i drank a toast tonight
was in the glass.
an old toast for you . . .
may there always be work for your hands to do.
may your purse always hold a coin or two.
may the sun always shine upon your window pane
may a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
may the hand of a friend always be near you
and may god fill your heart
with gladness to cheer you.
this is the marine’s favorite drink
may the roof above never fall in
may we below never fall out.
pretty bubbles. more my speed than guinness.
though i don’t indulge very often.
may the best ye’ve ever seen
be the worst ye’ll ever see.
my favorite drink of choice.
fresh clean iced water. especially with the ice!
may the mouse never leave your pantry
with a tear drop in his eye.
wherever you live in the world so wide
i wish you a nook on the sunny side
with much love and little care
a little purse with money to spare
your own little hearth when day is spent
in a little house with hearts content.
it doesn’t matter what the libation . . .
here are some
really beautiful ones!
may the hinges of friendship never rust
nor the wings of love lose a feather.
where’s the mountain?
what did i do with my skiis?
really . . .
i’d rather just sit here by the fire and sip my cocoa.
i’m a snow bunny. the fireside kind. lol.
i could probably never order a special latte’.
i can never remember all the words to use to order them.
may those who love us . . . love us.
and those who don’t love us
may god turn their hearts.
and if he doesn’t turn their hearts
may he turn their ankles
so we’ll know them by their limping.