BY CAROLE NICHOLS
You can hope and hunger,
Chasing foolish dreams;
You can plot and plan,
Concoct crazy schemes.
But only if it's meant to be
Will those dreams ever come true;
No fairy dust or wishing wells
Will make them come to you
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'Labels' interesting, instead of pretending.
ReplyDeleteStill listening to 'those bells' and looking at 'pretty pictures'...
...and reading and writing and doing that necessary arithmetic...what a chore...all those bills...unless you happen to be rich.
And, what if you are?
Might be a burden, a 'real' heavy load.
The mastermind never knows who to trust.
Darn hard work, no matter which angle you take...
Hey, I'm just celebrating the new year, so once a year I get a 'great' excuse.