At Wed, 5 Dec 2001, J&L VERMEY wrote:
>
>>From my friend Prue:
>
>Just a little mixed up!
>
>Just a line to say I'm living
>That I'm not among the dead
>Though I'm getting more forgetful
>And more mixed up in the head
>
>For sometimes I can't remember
>When I stand at foot of stair
>If I must come up for something
>Or I just came down from there
>
>And before the fridge so often
>My poor mind filled with doubt
>Have I just put food away or
>Have I come to take it out?
>
>And there are times when it is dark out
>With my night cap on my head
>I don't know if I'm retiring
>Or just got out of bed
>
>So if it is my turn to write to you
>There's no need in getting sore
>I may think I may have written
>And don't want to be a bore
>
>So remember that I do love you
>And wish that you were here
>But now it's nearly mail time
>So I must say Goodbye Dear
>
>There I stood before the mail box
>With face so very red
>Instead of mailing your letter
>I had opened it instead
-- kcmo ro(se) ICQ #131145100 If you can't learn to do something well, learn to enjoy doing it poorly.