A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
A Birthday is A Million Moments,
Each holding A Promise Of Fulfillment Of UR Dreams,
& ACCOMPLISHMENTS Of Some Special Plans..
Wish U A Very Happy B"DAy
