I molded the moments
To fit my remorse.
Happinesas is so fleeting-
You must contain it in your heart.
When the skies of light shone
Upon our happier days,
We were content and resourceful
In all that we pursued on earth.
But once the skies were cloudy,
We seemed to lose our way.
Labor our thoughts with solutions
To pursue the unknown without light.
hug
Kathy
Ron
Love ya!
Jane