Thursday, 21 April 2016

Won't you celebrate with me

Won't you celebrate with me
My chickens are sleeping happily in the garden,
My grandson is sitting by the pond, looking at tadpoles,
My son is playing football wearing a poncho,
My daughter will soon be home from school with my
other daughter who was offered a job today,
And my other son got something published in the Galway Review.
Won't you celebrate with me,
The sun is shining, Victoria Woods died today,
and life is far too short, too precious,
to not celebrate

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