So I have to feed my birds:)

Weekend  again and lots of things to be thankful about like New year’s lunch at work! 

Let us forget the diet just for this time:)

Ending this post with this poem that was written by someone dear to me.

Dreamer

In dreams I live again,

and dwell in fragrant spring,

rose filled skies begin to rise,

for hearts’ wider blossoming.

Poetry is for dreamers,

dreamers who’d die for love’s cost,

And I’m a dreamer who die for you

for you the one I love the most…

Have a nice weekend friends!

JOY