The morning was slow, i waited . . .for what? The window seemed the place to be, it was hard to walk away from it at times. Must be one of those days where you really don’t know just what to do with yourself. Cause that is how it went for me, hours passed as time drifted by. It was noon when company arrived, that was a very nice surprise, even though the visit was short. This turned out to be a good someone showed up, somehow it kicked me into gear. After they left, i went outside to looks things around that might catch my attention, giving me a challenge or a choice of something to do while out the door. [You got me have me], sort of thing.
I gardened after i found myself some fantastic music to listen to. That turned out to be a twenty-minute chore or more . . .I had a hard time picking up reception in the back yard with my little transistor radio, and the outcome was and still is, lots of static. but i did have in-between music and thoughts of why day three was not written. I would say because sanyavero stopped by, then i will say no more.
After a while the sun became to hot to work under. Boo. I had to find something else to do . . .I did . . .I choise to write to you.
- FUN DAY TO YOU
- HAPPY DAY TO YOU
- GRAND-O-NOCH-OS DAY TO YOU
- UN-IMMOBILE DAY TO YOU
- NO, HAPPY DAY TO YOU
Now i choose to fun you . . .Mary had a little Lamb well so do i. Mary had a little Lamb well i still got mine. Mary had a little Lamb the doctor was surprised. So, Mary had a little sheep she took it to bed with her to sleep, the sheep turned out to be a ram Mary had a little lamb. Not me!