Andy somehow finds birds with broken wings, or other hardships;
Or maybe they find him, and brings them back from the brink.
All the while feeding them, mending them, which is God’s purpose,
From the time they are very small,
Until they are stronger, in no time at all.
A man of good conversation,
Andy keeps me laughing
With his good sense of humor and wit,
Making you forget your troubles and woes,
Highlighting the goodness that God has bestowed.
Just found out
That today is Andy’s birthday.
But I won’t reveal his age;
Just know that he’s seen many moons in his long life for sure,
Wishing you many more, and may your wit and charm endure.
Your Friend, Bob
07/09/24
