Happy thoughts!!

[Addie]

In rhyme. Add your own, if you wish.

I came across this little ditty, done in calligraphy when I was in high school art class. Can you spell "antique" boys and girls?

I have no idea of the source of this wee poem, but I love the spirit of it and am going to share....

You have to believe in happiness, or happiness never comes.

I know that a bird chirps none the less, when all that he finds is crumbs.

You have to believe the buds will blow,

Believe in the grass in the days of snow,

Ah; that's the reason a bird can sing,

On his darkest days, he believes in Spring!

Here, we believe in Spring too!

Got another cute ditty to add?

[Don Wood]

I believe the sun does rise

Though clouds may come and shade our eyes.

I believe in ocean flow

No matter if we come or go.

I believe each one is here

To make this world a better sphere.

[Frank Lamb]

This is a toast.To be given correctly it must be done with a bud lite or other beverage of your choice, and said as fast as you can say it.

HERE'S TO IT TO DO IT.

IF YOU EVER GET TO IT TO DO IT AND DON'T DO IT.

YOU'LL NEVER GET TO IT TO DO IT AGAIN.

[Addie]

Leave it to you, Frank, to come up with a beer guzzling ditty! You're too much!

Ya notice how none of the 'girls' have shown up yet...but you and Don came to share a ditty?

Our women here are dittyless, it appears.

[stand4hope]

If I visit a friend's office or a friend's home and they aren't there, sometimes I leave this little ditty:

I was here and you were not.

Now you are here and I am not.

Love to all,

Peggy

[Snowflake]

I have a favorite, can be melancholy, but I see it as a spring thing (most of the time).

Hope

~Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune--without the words,

And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,

And on the strangest sea;

Yet, never, in extremity,

It asked a crumb of me.

[Snowflake]

...and an ol' Irish blessing for fun!

May those we love, love us.

If they cannot love us,

May God turn their hearts.

If God cannot turn their hearts,

May they turn their ankles,

So we may know them by their limping.

- Irish Saying

[Cindy RN]

I have one that I can only remember the first part-it says we must take the bad with the good:

A sink of dirty dishes has a tale to tell

While others may go hungry I am eating very well.

Cindy

[Snowflake]

Thank God for dirty dishes

They have a tale to tell

While other folk are hungry

We’ve eaten rather well

Thank God for dirty floors

Their testimony proves

We’ve healthy legs and feet

To fill our dirty shoes

And while I’m on the subject

I must confess it’s true

While other folk have few

We’ve plenty and plenty of very little

Dirty clothes to do.

OR

Thank God for dirty dishes,

While other folks are hungry,

We're doing very well.

With home and health and happiness

We should not want or fuss.

For by this stack of evidence,

God is very good to us!

OR

Thank God for dirty dishes,

They have a tale to tell.

While other folks are hungry,

We're doing very well.

With home and health and happiness

We should not want or fuss.

For by this stack of evidence,

God is very good to us!