May 12, 2010

Old friend.

Often sit spent tome looking at this photo, like many people he goes to the church clubs.
He waits for his dinner many pass, a few say 'hello'.
Most days he is on his own to reflective
soon the journey will end, hope not to soon.



But who knows 'where the time goes'?
But it travels away, we are not so young
but the journey it can be beautiful always need time to reflect.
May God be with us as we wait and ponder.

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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"