|Well, you are.|
Now and ThenSprings will come, summers will goNow and Then by keldri-tamesis
autumns fall and winters blow
seasons turn and years go by
without ever saying why.
Many winters I have seen
less summers, not enough springs
droughts and floods, strong sun and storms
fabric of the past gets torn.
Memories I keep within
too few joys, far too much sin
as years go by, life does fly
how long, oh Lord, till I die?
Expectations fill our lives
waiting, waiting, pointless whys
missing days with memories gone
just speeds up the quiet wrong.
Impatient folk never see
the live each day wants to bring.
Take it slow and then there'll be
joy in every memory.
Controlling tools of your system:
Making life more tolerable,
Making life more dollarable...
^The Unthinking Majority^