When the ends don't meet and the wallet is draining. When the bank's been calling, complaining. When the kids need shoes and we dine on broken dishes. Jesus, stretch our pennies, bread and fishes.
Monday, June 26, 2006
That Special Place
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
- Guns N Roses
Happy Birthday sweet child o' mine!
I love you.
(when thinking of your baby and all she is to you, you sometimes have to dig into the 80s love ballads to find the right words)
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5 comments:
Very nice Chindo. Hope Charif's b-day was great.
A good wife who can find? Her price is far above rubies.
Love to you both...
at least you didn't sing every rose has its thorn by poison.
ibtttmf
How sweet is the smile
How lovely the soul
Together you make a beautiful whole.
Dont you know I hated GnR in high school.
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