Time has a way Of calling back the days, Of bringing to the heart What’s true. Glorious were those days! The Sun seemed to always Shine upon our happy Youth. *** I see the Sun Now dip behind the trees; His light shines bright No more. The silver Moon, High in the sky She climbs; […]
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Hot and heavy, It burns like the sun on a summer’s day. Relief, elusive As a breeze in the stillness of fiery hate. I seek shelter, And I find none. I look for peace, And find only thunder and lightening. As the desert cries for rain, My soul cries for three small words: I forgive […]
The chimes ring soft and sweet, light and floating on air like butterflies gliding upon the wind. The wind swirls and tumbles, caressing yet teasing; whirling and twirling past green leaves and grass. The grass prickly tickles, cool under feet in shade while along a blade in haste crawls an ant. The ant, with aim […]