making the most of it (haiku)
no need for nice words
i am almost out of time
and we all know it
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
no need for nice words
i am almost out of time
and we all know it
Labels: haiku
1 comment:
Those thoughts just seem to keep coming lately. I have sweet reminders of why I want to hang around. Sweet kisses and "Up"'s have made the whole ordeal worth it.
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