These Days
| July 7th, 2009The winds die down some days because it’s God’s will.
Leaves fall, decay, all chimed by reason.
Time flows past whiskers of dim
to vivid memories of life, death and new beginnings.
The winds die down some days because it’s God’s will.
Leaves fall, decay, all chimed by reason.
Time flows past whiskers of dim
to vivid memories of life, death and new beginnings.
