"Once A Fisherman Got
Up Vry Erly In d
Morning Since Its
Impossible 2 See
Anything
He Wantd 2 Pass His
Time
He Found A Sack Full Of
Small Stones
He Began Tossing Them
Into The River
At Last Whn He Was Left
Wid One Stone To Toss
The First Stroke Of
Sunrise Came
He Saw The Stone He
Was Holding
It Was Diamond
He Then Realized That
He Had Thrown A Sack
Full Of Diamonds ..."
If lovers are like moon and Brothers are like stars
than i have noticed that the sky looks good without
moon but not without stars i.e. YOU Happy Birthday Brother
