Jul 1, 2010

these old rustbuckets



time waits for no one
not me anyway
nor it appears these old rust buckets which have served and are about to be made into ?
well what l don`t know
however they served
we all gotta serve someone
or something



l try to serve the Lord!
it a challenge and l recognised that from the first days
but the journey l have been on has like the sea been rough but pleasant
all over the place and emotive.

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Like a end of the journey period.

Feeling unclear about few things recently, accepting that some days just normal plus grey. Watching movies little interest ,picture house sh...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . 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"