Good day not the most productive but it was O. K. Not to much happening. Got some contacts and did the answering machine call. Got some e mails sent out.
Hug your family and count your blessings.
Got it Enjoy
The Rain-Bow
An old man told me a story, one time
He must have been ninety years old
About there’s no turning back on life
And the end of the rain-bow, no pot of gold
He claimed he’d chased his rain-bow
For purt-nigh sixty years
And life was up-hill all the way
With sorrows, regrets, and fears
He had no family to speak of
His life had been rough and lean
But once in a while, he thought of a friend
That he had never seen
Then one day he talked to the friend
He hadn’t talked to in years
The name of the friend is Jesus Christ
Now, no more sorrows, regrets, or fears
2 comments:
Hey Phillip!!!
Thanks for the poem. It's nice to have some poetry interjected into the daily actions of growing an MPM business.
Keep up yer efforts and yer smiles . . . Enjoy.
Hello Phillip,
I could not get into yours and other campers blogs. I miss the calls. thank you for the email the other day. keep on blogging.
Tina from ny
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