This blog is a collection of what goes through the mind of a father, a husband, a son, a friend, a lawyer (not your lawyer), and a storyteller, all competing for attention in my head.
The golden rule applies here.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Day 3
On the Third Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Three french hens Two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree
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On the third day of Christmas, Gramma said good-bye and boarded the plane to return "home." If "home is where the heart is," my home lies in Texas as well as Washington. On the third day of Christmas, I kissed some babies good-bye, and kissed another one hello. My little dog snores gently in her bed near my feet, my cat said hello with a rub and a purr. Life returns to whatever normal is.
1 comment:
On the third day of Christmas, Gramma said good-bye and boarded the plane to return "home." If "home is where the heart is," my home lies in Texas as well as Washington. On the third day of Christmas, I kissed some babies good-bye, and kissed another one hello. My little dog snores gently in her bed near my feet, my cat said hello with a rub and a purr. Life returns to whatever normal is.
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