A LITTLE LAUGH


GOOD  MORNING

My face in the mirror
Isn't wrinkled or drawn.
My house isn't dirty.
The cobwebs are gone.
My garden looks lovely
And so does my lawn.
I think I might never


Put my glasses back on.

this has been floating around the internet
and came by e-mail this week


 

Comments

Diane said…
LOL! Love it..... did you write it yourself? :O)
October 2, 2009 at 7:14 AM
George said…
You've inspired me to keep my glasses off -- but then I couldn't have read this. Darn!
October 2, 2009 at 8:43 AM
Ruth's Photo Blog said…
Oh,that is GOOD.From now if I make typos,please forgive me,I can't see so well without my glasses.:)
Blessings,Ruth
October 2, 2009 at 12:23 PM
Betsy Banks Adams said…
Cute Karin. Unfortunately, that is true now for me... I don't need glasses for anything but reading---but I sure do need them for that!!!!! AND--I don't want to notice the cobwebs in the corner anymore... ha

Hugs,
Betsy
October 2, 2009 at 5:52 PM
L.L. Barkat said…
Oh! I can relate. :)

Thanks for stopping by Seedlings in Stone. And thanks for the lovely poem!
October 2, 2009 at 7:44 PM
C. JoyBell C. said…
hahhahahahahahhahhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Well...true vision is without glasses.

:)
October 9, 2009 at 11:09 PM
C. JoyBell C. said…
Keep it real, ya know... :)
October 9, 2009 at 11:09 PM
Kimberly Pitman said…
Oh, I love this! I wish I'd thought to leave those pesky glasses off this morning when I hunted for 10 minutes for them. Of course, the other drivers on the road might not have been so appreciative. :)
October 12, 2009 at 6:23 PM
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