The Moving Finger writes, and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - Quattrain 71.

Saturday, November 22, 2003

Wish For You > >




I wish....

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You happiness on a cloudy day.

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Blue skies to chase your cares away.

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A breath of fresh air when you are feeling down.

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Anything to get rid of that frown.

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A sprinkle of rain,

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And a life free of pain.

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I wish you warmth from the rays of the sun

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And a lifetime of joy and fun.
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