Wednesday, November 09, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (to me)

Yes, 39 years ago today, the fabric of space and time pulled back to reveal this fragile and yet strangely troubled soul.

It was a day of wonder and tears.

Cigarettes were burned. Laughter echoed down the hallway. A mother's heart slid into gear.

The angel's sighed, and one of them farted, but no one knew which one it was so they pretended not to hear.

It was a day of love so great it hurt to breathe.

Glad to be here, friend.

Hope to be here a bit longer before I join the flatulent angels.

Wubba,

Keith

1 comment:

Parke said...

Thanks for continuing to share your life and thoughts with others. I hope you have a great day to smile about the past joys, thank God for helping you through the past pains and commit one more time to give him the coming days.