Apr 16, 2014

Sundays coming

War Makers have their hay day on Friday
But Sundays coming
Sundays coming
They all sat down to share food eat
One was to leave early to betray him
Sundays coming
They sat ate food
Soon one would denied have nothing to do with him
He was also from the north
His accent gave him away
Sundays was coming
But then it was Friday
A bad Friday
Women were present
The family 
Mates
Friends
A community
Sundays coming
Then was Friday
Sundays coming

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

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"