Each day's a gift of Life divine a precious jewel that's yours and mine!
Love much dear friends for love will bring the healing joy and hope of Spring. . .
Yet still the time:- 'It's so nice to come home'.
Laugh often friends tho' passing years bring, sometimes, smiles and, sometimes, tears, for mirth forever warms and cheers. Laugh often!
Life holds so many simple blessings, each day bringing its own individual wonder.
Kind words are such a blessing to the needful, if one but knew the pleasure that they bring.