Time comes and goes, and we never really know which way the wind blows.
Hopefully we won't be froze, only the Lord knows.
There will come time
when you're sick as hell
and you can't wait to
get well
There will come a time
when you're well
and don't want to
get sick as hell
A time like the holiday
season
is a very good reason
to want to be in
the best condition
regardless of the superstition
writings on the wall
when bad luck and evil
comes to call
Good times come and go
bad times we hope so
Time passes on into the future
we hope the good times
will continue to nurture
Either way there will always
come a time
hopefully love and joy
will always sublime
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
TRASK
hopefully love and joy
(((HUGS))) and love, and Happy New Year!, Karla.
eileen