They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Happy birthday. I love you.
A "surly curmudgeon[], suspicious and lacking in altruism." (Robert A. Heinlein)
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Happy birthday. I love you.