Saturday morning
Saturday morning what will it bring?
a yard sale for my neighbours cars filling up the street shopping at the grocery store maybe get myself a treat
load upon load of laundry hung in the sun to dry dusting, cleaning, mop the floors it never ends, oh my!
mow my lawn, trim the weeds
soon my work will be through
awaken a sleeping teenage boy -
its almost impossible to do
then play here on my puter await a special friend it's too early for his visit now maybe later, at days end
write my thoughts on virtual paper of what I think will be a lovely sunny fall-is-coming special day for me
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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart --Helen Keller
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