Today's poem was one I wrote when I wanted to put to paper the kind of people I like being with.
Alright, poem starts in 3… 2… 1!
They're gentle as the morning dew. They're always out to play. They're fragrant as the flowers new. Their truth is what they say. They think about the world at large. They seek the hidden clue. They hang out at concerts and parks. Delight is their pursuit. They make hay when the sun does shine. Their wisdom they impart And when they stumble over the line, they mend their broken heart. They strive with noble ardour still they trust and they commit. They touch each spring, they scale each hill they climb to the summit. They charm the souls of all they meet by simply being themselves. They love this world, they make it sweet. My people are the best!
That's it! Thanks for reading edition 196 of Hello Universe.
I wrote it again today because I’m happily along with my people. I hope that you're with your people on this beautiful new year's eve.
Alright, see you in 2025!
My first child was born on New Year's EVe....and my daughter and I are celebrating his 68th birthday with a dinner tonight. It will be difficult, because last night, my daughter just lost a pet she loved last night; her 17 year old lynx-like, black and gray furred cat, Riley. Into each life some rain does fall...
Your people do sound really like they are the best, indeed.