I hope you love birds, too. It is economical. It saves going to Heaven.
I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.
Heaven knows where I’ll end up – but it’s a safe bet that I’ll never be at the top of anything! Nor do I particularly care to be.
Heaven is dumb, echoing only to the dumb.