Mr Webster Poem by JoAnn McGrath

I have no idea why, but when I read this, my mind went straight away to that Alison Krauss tune with the line that says...'Old Mister Webster could never define, What's being said between your heart and mine.' You're right, you know. I miss going to the old musty dictionary and reading through my parents' old set of encyclopedias! I must be getting old to be missing that stuff! Where in the world do you come up with these original topics? ? ?

Wonderful poem. Mr. Webster is a true friend, he'll tell you every possible meaning, tense, and origin. He has sense beyond each spelling. Mr. Spellchecker is sometimes a deceiver, he'll correct an make you a believer. Only sometimes he guesses and gets us into messes.

JoAnn you've been peeking at my notebooks again. Sometimes I write things down and then can't read what I've written and try to decipher the meaning. What you say is so clear, I just wish I could spell my dear. Top Marks from me and thanks for sharing. Dodgy Dave