04-19-2020, 07:10 PM
Our Times
It's a funny kinda' day,
and the winds are blowing strong.
Leaves in trees surely shaking,
as our time is rollin' on.
Lives begin with awesome wonder;
in passing years we glide along.
Reaching milestones on our journey,
some choices right, some choices wrong.
Days gone by are fond remembered;
mythic memories dull the pain.
Through our minds we might well wander,
with misty tears like gentle rain.
Comes a time when earthly pleasures
no longer cure our stress 'n strain.
Holding on to feelings laundered,
we'll tumble down that final lane.
On some future kinda day,
we'll hope for winds warm 'n calm.
Leaves in trees quit their shaking,
as our time stops rollin' on.
It's a funny kinda' day,
and the winds are blowing strong.
Leaves in trees surely shaking,
as our time is rollin' on.
Lives begin with awesome wonder;
in passing years we glide along.
Reaching milestones on our journey,
some choices right, some choices wrong.
Days gone by are fond remembered;
mythic memories dull the pain.
Through our minds we might well wander,
with misty tears like gentle rain.
Comes a time when earthly pleasures
no longer cure our stress 'n strain.
Holding on to feelings laundered,
we'll tumble down that final lane.
On some future kinda day,
we'll hope for winds warm 'n calm.
Leaves in trees quit their shaking,
as our time stops rollin' on.