Forty And Loving It
I called to wish her a Happy Birthday, but it wasn’t necessary. She had already started enjoying her day. This means God had answered yet another prayer!
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Forty And
Loving It Fooled by her voice I asked may I speak Only to be caught with tongue in cheek Relaxed in bed, she was nursing a cold The new day meant she was now forty years old Yet she was as alive as a 30 years old girl And with breakfast in bed she felt like a precious pearl Nothing to do except later prepare Dinner promised to be exquisite on expensive dinnerware Lunch was at One hour in the spa then a facial and massage Voice may have masked her but only temporary I could hear my friend in all of her glee No apparent problems just happy to celebrate Gifts from her children, family and friends of late I bought her nothing but you know Lord I pray That she becomes independent and enjoys every Birthday. |




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