Dear Michael,
Where are thee today.
Birthdays come & go.
But you grow not old.
As Charles Dickens says “these are the Best of times and the Worst of times ...”
Nothings changed;
World still “arguing with itself”.
Except you are not here.
How many wish you were - the numbers grow day by day.
Your memory will never die.
I'm going to an INXS tribute show Sat Nite - I'll dance & have a drink to you (by the way you owe me one - u drank my beer at the Alter). Happy Birthday Matey
Where are thee today.
Birthdays come & go.
But you grow not old.
As Charles Dickens says “these are the Best of times and the Worst of times ...”
Nothings changed;
World still “arguing with itself”.
Except you are not here.
How many wish you were - the numbers grow day by day.
Your memory will never die.
I'm going to an INXS tribute show Sat Nite - I'll dance & have a drink to you (by the way you owe me one - u drank my beer at the Alter). Happy Birthday Matey