Peter ’n Maggie
What are good friends? Oh well … let me ponder it … hummmm … they deliver newspapers to you at your isolated cabin north of Toronto in the cool of the August noon when one is sleeping and another is cooking hot dogs over a hot stove keeping from being famished in the chair by the hummingbirds feeding themselves sugar water in preparation for the long flight south to South America. Or, they’re Maggie ’n Peter!
What are good friends? I think I get it ... no pondering necessary ... they stop by to say hello and stay for two hours drinking your vodka, wine and rye while chatting about sundry subjects that are of great interest at the time but get lost in the ether of our smiles and happy thoughts sent on to the hummingbirds preparing for their long flight south to South Carolina. Or, they’re Peter ’n Maggie!
What are good friends? I am now sure about it ... I am convinced that they are visitors from another world caring for alien beings hidden away in a rocky lake hideaway far from the beaten path of humanity here in Ontario near Apsley where fish are plenty and trees are spiking the blue sky of August colored green with envy and white clouds puffy in the midday sun. Or, they are The Peter ’n Maggie of the tribe “Special People” who love the hummingbirds who are soon leaving for alien places south of Canada!
What are good friends? I think I get it ... no pondering necessary ... they stop by to say hello and stay for two hours drinking your vodka, wine and rye while chatting about sundry subjects that are of great interest at the time but get lost in the ether of our smiles and happy thoughts sent on to the hummingbirds preparing for their long flight south to South Carolina. Or, they’re Peter ’n Maggie!
What are good friends? I am now sure about it ... I am convinced that they are visitors from another world caring for alien beings hidden away in a rocky lake hideaway far from the beaten path of humanity here in Ontario near Apsley where fish are plenty and trees are spiking the blue sky of August colored green with envy and white clouds puffy in the midday sun. Or, they are The Peter ’n Maggie of the tribe “Special People” who love the hummingbirds who are soon leaving for alien places south of Canada!
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