I hope you’re sleeping sweetly
in that land so far away
and that morning brings bright promise
on your just unfolding day.
I hope you only meet pleasant faces
as you go about your life,
people who uplift and
are free of gall and strife.
I pray you take it all
no matter what it gives this life
and use it to make a better you
as your day gives birth to night.
(There, that’s how we used to do it, just lay it down and leave it there.)
My pleasure. You’re back to work today, right? I hope you have the most pleasant and stress-free shift. If it gets crappy, just remember how much I hate Cindy.
Thanks Paul!