Jun 24, 2013

Today the music played

Got kebab mugged last evening        at back of Church with Roma lads           walked in starving with a kebab and salad        we shared it between around 6 of us and bottle of lucazade       it was simple     humble        but so spiritual and rewarding
      What l am doing now.....well Today the music played and l was transported away to another time wondering about another place another set of events...... 

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Going places...

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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"