Futures Past
It is our past that shapes our futureThe times when we hold tight to endure We grasp at the memories; they push us forwardWe grab hold tight no time...
It is our past that shapes our futureThe times when we hold tight to endure We grasp at the memories; they push us forwardWe grab hold tight no time...
Please take me away from the Madding crowdThe place with all those voices so loud Nothing there promotes a happy lifeAll its roads are grief and strife The Madding...
If you follow the path alongside the creek bankJust below the girded bridge with the rusty planks You’ll find me sitting patiently on our favorite rockWatching the small songbirds...
My mother always handledHer problems as they landed Folded hands in her lap with her apron tied aroundA crescendo of voices, still she never uttered a sound I would...
They say that if you look at a photo long enough you Can sense the feelings of the people at that juncture of their life. Perhaps that’s true to...
No more noisy fun summersMy Music has now changed drummers Those summer faces now gone for goodsweet little children growing up as they should Teaching small bodies to swimNow...
Through the agesMany footprint pages God’s book becomes filledAs lives quietly are stilled Leaving their DNA blueprintFor a spectacular future event Generations will seeEternal life will finally be Many...