Each day I look with fingers crossed
To see if someone's fingers tossed
Upon the keys with news from afar
Too let me know just how you are.
Not even a comment for my heart
For things of which we are all apart.
The Briggy Bunch has been so much fun
Please let it not become a soliloquy for one.
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Mom- sorry it has taken me so long to respond to your post. I think I was allowing jealousy to dictate my actions. "Soliloquy" is better than "Fourth of July" and I didn't know what to do with my envy. I apologize and I am ready to get back in the game.
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