Time comes and goes, just as the wind blows, sometimes the Lord only knows.
Visions of failed grandeur,
flash before my eyes for sure.
Memories of days gone by,
loves that made me cry.
It takes a long time to
figure the true reasons why.
Love is a great thing,
just as the eagle wing.
Love can take us high,
just as the big bird fly.
It can also let us down,
make the heart and face frown.
Just as the days past,
quite a few memories last.
However it's a new day,
a great time to pack the old away.
The old lessoned out the new,
from now on my memories will be few.
I take my breaks,
from past mistakes.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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