Deli George

Julie and I split the Pilgrim's Pride and Turkey Over Italy! Delicious!
This is how I feel about my Julie.

The Arrow and the Song

 

I shot an arrow into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For, so swiftly it flew, the sight

Could not follow it in its flight
.

I breathed a song into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For who has sight so keen and strong,

That it can follow the flight of song?
 

Long, long afterward, in an oak

I found the arrow, still unbroke;

And the song, from beginning to end,

I found again in the heart of a friend.

 

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow