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Hi honey, this is Daddy.. Is your Mummy near the phone?"

"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Frank."

After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But you haven't got an Uncle Frank, honey!"

"Oh yes, I do, and he's upstairs in the bedroom with Mummy right now."

"Uh, Okay, then.....here's what I want you to do. Put down the phone, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mummy and Uncle Frank that Daddy's car just pulled up outside the house."

"Okay, Daddy!"

A few minutes later, the little girl comes back to the phone.

"Well, I did what you said, Daddy."

"And what happened?" he asks.

"Well, Mummy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming, then she tripped over the rug and fell down the stairs and she's not moving any more.

"Oh no...and what about Uncle Frank?"

"He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too, and he was all scared and he jumped out the back window into the swimming pool.... but he must have forgot that last week you took out all the water to clean it, so he hit the bottom of the swimming pool and he's not moving either."

**** long pause***

Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool??? Is this 597-7039?"

Gray Tones

I walked alone,
breathing in the damp air
of a gentle midwinter rainfall.
A gray sky hangs heavy overhead,
robbing me of robust colors,
birds appear black
against a monotonic background,
barren trees, stark in this composition
pen and ink sketches of gray tones
and despair.

My moods, like the weather,
have been unpredictable.
My life colorless.
I wait for the sunshine to warm
to brighten my world.
You are my sunshine,
but today,

I have a list of folks I know......all written in a book,
and every now and then......I go and take a look.
That is when I realize these names......they are a part,
not of the book they're written in......but taken from the heart.
For each name stands for someone......who has crossed my path
sometime,
and in that meeting they have become......the reason and the rhyme.
Although it sounds fantastic......for me to make this claim,
I really am composed......of each remembered name.
Although you're not aware......of any special link,
just knowing you, has shaped my life......more than you could think.
So please don't think my greeting......as just a mere routine,
your name was not......forgotten in between.
For when I send a greeting......that is addressed to you,
it is because you're on the list......of folks I'm indebted to.
So, whether I have known you......for many days or few,
in some ways you have a part......in shaping things I do.
I am but a total......of many folks I've met,
you are a friend I would prefer......never to forget.
Thank you for being my friend !!
 

For You
 

For you I would cross the ocean true
Soar the skies turning gray to blue.
The sun in my grasp, I would bring to your door
For it is you, the one I adore.

For you I would climb a mountain top
Search for the hands of time and make them stop.
Minutes, hours for us to keep
For it is you that makes my heart beat.

For you I would explore the darkness of the night
Search the universe in pursuit of light.
The stars in my hands, the bright moon beams
For it is you, the one I see in my dreams.

Love you from the depths of my soul
Cherish you more as each day grows old.
Look into your eyes, amazed at what I see -
A love that will last for all eternity.

For you I would do all this and more
You are the one I love; you are the one I adore.

IT'S YOUR WORLD....