Laughing in the summer sun. Hear the children at play.They all seem to be having fun. They're enjoying the day. Listen to the birds singing. Feel the sun on your face. Church bells ringing. Another time another place.
Funny how seasons come and go. Somethings don't ever change.For this reason I know. Everything is prearranged. No matter how the weather fairs. It's all a part of the plan. Cold or hot,sun or snow the children don't care. It's only when you become a man.
Then time has some thought. Older with each day. Grow up to fast like, it or not. With age we all must pay. The aches the pains of life. Tension so thick at times. You could cut it with a knife.Lost in our own rhymes
Enjoy each day as if it were the last. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Straw's drawn lots cast. Forget it all and sing. Relax in your own space. Forget about the time. We're all in the same place. Just different states of mind.
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-11-30 07:39:33
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