Saturday, September 15, 2012

When the Old Folks Roll is Called...

I sauntered past the old folks van shortly after it pulled up to the gardens and as the old folks dribbled out I heard an old man whistling. I made my heart glad to hear someone whistling. Then I thought "I know that tune"... When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there. Maybe they were having their names ticked off on a list?

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