Here we’ve come to another weeks’ end, and I for one, could not be more pleased. Some weeks fly by, and I feel a sense of purpose. Others, such as this week, drag like a fishing line stuck in the mud. I felt meloncoly all week, but my mood has elavated some today. It’s amazing how something as simple as “FRIDAY” can turn my frown upside down. On that note — here’s my weekly poem to start your weekend off right!
Let There Be Wine
I don’t much care for rum and coke;
No rye on the rocks for me.
I’m not tempted by a whisky shot;
Just because it’s free.
Don’t bother with a lemon drop;
Or a flamming fire ball.
Pour me a glass of Chardonnay;
Quick now before last call.
There’s nothing better in this world;
Than the sweet taste of good wine.
A generous glass of a chilled sauv blanc;
Is sure to sooth this girl’s anxious mind.