Another year down. Good riddance. I'll be honest, there wasn't a lot of good from this year for me. I think of what was almost lost. Padre Weaselo had a heart attack back in March, as we know. He had to return to the hospital last week because his heart meds
Tag: Little men with big hearts
Wumbo Wednesday With Weaselo: In the Bleak Midwinter
When the thunder rumbles, Now the age of Gold is dead. And the dreams we've clung to, trying to stay young, Have left us parched and old instead. When my courage crumbles, When I feel confused and frail, When my spirit falters, on decaying altars, And my illusions fail. I go on right then. I go on again. I go
