Jun 16, 2011


he leadeth me by still waters

he leadeth me by still waters



he leadeth me by still waters

he leadeth me by still waters
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Going home...Please get someone to meet me coming home

The sea again. Calm still and silent calling me home. Where now l want to be. At my coastal retreat near my home in my place. Sat in the sil...

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"