Laugh often friends tho' passing years bring, sometimes, smiles and, sometimes, tears, for mirth forever warms and cheers. Laugh often!
Love much dear friends for love will bring the healing joy and hope of Spring. . .
I believe in miracles . . . prayers that are answered and healing hands.
It's the journey that's important, not the getting there!
The gift of sight to see beyond The darker clouds of now!
Fate is not quite as strange as it appears!