Aug 16, 2015

Sunday pace

The beach went on for miles, it was
great walking with the sun coming down and the warmth, falling away.

l always have this sense of God
As l walk around my area
talk  . .listen  . .and communicate
thoughts, sometimes just lost in them.
sometimefs l am a bit of a proscrinator

LIFE,often wee bit of a hurry,
today its about 'different pace'.

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On Endings...moment from Northern soul.

The end funny place to start a blog. But end comes sadly 'End' can be most drastic event. Faced few endings, wish could gone outside...

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"