This piece was originally written for The Brainz Group, an-on-line collection of loosely confederated writers and thinkers who produce a monthly blogazine based on a single idea. This past months topic was : The best things in life. I share it with you today.
The best things in life…
Are hand made…
Carved out of wood…
Cooked in a slow oven…
Tuned to an open G…
Have soft fur…
Are played by placing a needle onto their spinning groove…
Are sipped through a straw and come from Dublin, Texas (before the ass holes at Dr. Pepper stopped their production…)
Giggle before going to bed at night…
Go well with mayonnaise…
Can be dipped into with Fritos…
Come from Pixar and tell stories about Toys…
Shift with a foot pedal on the left side and brake on the right side.
Float with a beer holder in my backyard pool in August…
Are already paid for…
Come from UPS as a complete surprise because I forgot I ordered them…
Have cold noses and warm, wet tongues.
Come in syringes and make all the bad bugs go away…
Come rolled in small sheets of paper and are licked to seal close. (I guess you could either read them or smoke them…)
Are plucked from a springtime garden.
Picked from the fruit trees on our farm.
Are my three kids when they are passed out in front of a TV after a long day.
Are my three kids anytime they are back home with me.
Comes from Kentucky and is best served with a splash and ice.
Usually happen late in the evening under the covers on a cold winter’s night.
Have six-speed transmissions and come from Bologna, Italy.
Are memories from a time when I was just a kid.
Are with her.
She is the best thing that ever happened to my life.
And the best things in life are always shared with her.
That’s what makes them so good.
The best things in life…
Love to hug you.
And you love to hug right back.
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