can you hear the wind...sounds bitter and cold...
seems like its colder now, as I grow old.

funny how the fifties got here, almost without me knowing...
kinda sneaky if you ask me, now alone, sunset glowing.

all the triumphs I thought I'd had, overshadowed by love lost...
trusts betrayed, dreams lay shattered, what more will be the cost.

yet as I close my eyes tonight, I'll pray for hopes return...
for life without hope is hopeless, for love, I'll always yearn.

and I pray to find you...and that you'll find me...
then together....end this misery.

faith...and hope...and charity...will always see you thru...
from darkest times...to light sublime...my prayer from me to you.

Whoa .Good one

kalunda..awww...my prayer from me to you...aww

OH BUT TO BE ONE OF THE CELESTIAL CROWD OF THE HEAVENS FOR THEY HAVE SO LONG DEFIED THE REALITY OF TIMES ELEMENTAL STRUCTURE.WE ARE BUT ENTERTAINERS TO AN EVERLASTING CROWD OF ONLOOKERS...FOREVER WATCHING SEVERAL SETS TO AN EVERLASTING SHOW.

{{{H}}} Do you even realize how special a person
you really are?