Saturday, June 28, 2008

The sun will come out tomorrow

Bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow
There'll be sun!

Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow
'Til there's none!

When I'm stuck with a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,

The sun'll come out
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!

So, here is to a best friend that always seems to know when I need a pick me up phone call, email or piece of cake.

Thank you!

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