Gazing out my window, I see cherry trees in bloom.
Lilacs blooming too.
Have you been looking out your window, Tony?
I think so.
S’ok though.
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Gazing out my window, I see cherry trees in bloom.
Lilacs blooming too.
Have you been looking out your window, Tony?
I think so.
S’ok though.
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This truly delighted me, and I wouldn’t expect anything less than quirky (and sarcastic) from you, my friend! Out my window, I see grey skies and a lot of dead leaves, still. The signs of Spring are barely peeking through, but they’re there–though, not yet in full bloom.
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Soon, amigo; soon. Keep looking out the window!
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What a kiss-up. Puts the editor’s name in his story.
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Ha ha
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And pretty soon we’ll all be able to get BRONZED by the summer sun.
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