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
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.
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