BITS AND PIECES
Through the years, through the years,
How have I collected so many tears
And held them tight
Until they find another name
It happened before, it will happen again
I've stood here before
On the brink of death--
Not mine so far
But my time will come....
Your girl has been going through her bedroom all day, trying to find her glasses, which have still alluded her. At the same time, she's striking, as best she can, to crush some tiny, tiny little black bugs that have appeared in the house over the last couple of days. Guess Fio will have to inform son-in-laws wife, then see what happens.
On the bright side, the weather today was FANTASTIC, the best we have had since since our burning summer. ( Fiorella took TWO walks instead one!)
In case you didn't know, your girl is all for KAMALA! T was a horrible president!!!!
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