Sep 7, 2009

greenbelt 2009




well the nites are getting colder,
perhaps memories of summer may start to fade,
here our youngsters get ready go clubbing at greenbelt,
without yours truly.
Pictured also watching a group perform,
while the Wind blows thru the tents various kites and other objects.
Nearby we sipped hotdrink in Angel tent, strong feelings of Shalom.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"