A loving tribute
To the life of cousin Ella
Who swiped right on Tinder
On the wrong type of fella

A life and soul of the party
Our great uncle Daryl
When trying to get the dregs
Fell and drowned in the barrel

In loving memoriam
Of our dear little Claire
Went to nature to find herself
And instead found a bear

Beneath this stone
Are the remains of Bette
We did call the ambulance
But it’s not here yet

Here lies the body
Of poor little Andy
Ate some rat poison
Thought it was candy

No one builds a legacy by destroying another's; instead, they craft their own greatness through collaboration and mutual respect.

Every treasure holds value, and one who can appreciate the smallest will also appreciate the finest.

Love is like a lightbulb,
Once it’s broken, you can’t
Rekindle the same light
But just like a lightbulb,
There are always replacements,
new sparks waiting to shine

Problem is I've had to wait all day, now my patience is whispering impatient thoughts

My Goal this year is to see next year cause is not everybody that saw last year not to talk about this year.