Lost Paradise

Well it’s that time of year again. The snow is on the ground, the lights are going up and guess what??? I got a cold. Go figure, every year this happens. You would think I would be use to it by now. NOT!! Ahh, all is well though, other then the sore throat I ain’t going to complain.

The snow is so white and so pretty
The trees look dead now ain’t that a pity

Winters here and fall has gone
What will we do now that the snow has come

We will sit inside and sip our cocoa
And tell stories that may sound loco

Maybe one of a cow tipping day
When the tiny little lamb got lost in the fray
Sharksy could hear it cry and say its baa
But alas it was too late
For that lambs little fate
Was to be squished where he sat
By the cow tipping fairy
Now the lamb is a floor mat

So lean in tight and hug them dear
For you never know how long they’ll be here

For all you know the next time you blink
The good times will have gone and you won’t know what to think

Moral of the story: Let others know you love them, hug them close and love them dear, they may not live another year, good times come and good times go, but your love should be a thing that your friends know