May your Tuesday be Filled with Awesomeness my Dear Friend...;)

Good morning sweet Lady Bobyta abd heartily greetings to you 

Soreness as I age,

aches where

none had visited

before.



Tourists, I call them,

and hope they’ll leave,

but someone spread

the news of

this place, someone

spoke of it with what must

have been reverence,

for they keep returning.



I am host nation to

a thousand immigrants now,

every morning I wake I hear them,

hands over hearts,

promising they’ll forever

stay.

Happy Monday. . .

and I wish you a great new week.

Hugs,