Archive for 'Childhood Memories'
Yes, I had lost my way, but I had not lost my voice, or the sound of their voices either—those angels circling overhead with their sonorous song of life, levitating high above the heavens in a place where our dreams lie sacred and suspended, where the past, present and future meld together as one. Their voices growing ever sweeter, ever nearer. This time calling my name, calling me home.
She’s Been A Mighty Good Friend. Thanks Old House Step Inside This House That picture hangin’ on the wall Was painted by a friend He gave it to me all down and out When he owed me ten Now it doesn’t look like much I guess But it’s all that’s left of him And it […]