Saturday, February 23, 2013

And today you’ve have been forty-one, and like every year I’d have said old hag, and you’d have poked and said you old hag, and you first--you first we’d have shrilled till we laughed our guts out…HB, any which space you’re in, and what else is there to say about life except it goes on, and I toasted the day with pizza.

4 comments:

PQ said...

HB to u'r friend :)

icyHighs said...

P.S. And now I know your name. :)

austere said...

pq- the dear sister, dear departed.

icy-- so you do!

PQ said...

Didn't realize that. They say its good to relive the moments doing what the person loved the most on their special day.