Thoughts of Theresa

  There once were two scientists named Doom and Gloom, Their similarities too far and too few. The common link was a cupboard so dear, A cupboard that contained both happiness and fear. When at first they met Gloom was apprehensive For Doom seemed rather tense, dark and pensive. But soon enough the ice was broken, And it turns out Doom was quite outspoken! And so began a hilarious adventure Of food, insults and many a venture! Their experiments nearly blew up the house- But they were grounded by a lizard and a mouse. Thus the story continues - over hills and vales; With Gloom's numerous stories and Doom's weird tales. And what about dear cupboard you ask? Well, it'll always remain to love and to last. Theresa. V

 Dear V, A million memories so dear I hold, A million memories worth Silver and Gold  A million words between us both A million jokes thrown back and forth. Dozens of games, the secrets we share  Not once have you ever failed to be there In times of need - to hold and to heed To dry my tears - to love and to lead. Thank you for being there - near or far Thank you for being who you are Thank you for triangles, thanks for notes Thank you for not laughing at my high hopes. And if ever life may drag us apart I hope I do have a place in your heart  Somewhere warm, happy and problem free That way I'll be there with you - how you are with me. Theresa. V