Mar 2019
That old man winter almost done it again
Had me plumb tuckered out
Till that sun come round the bend
From his darkness
comes life wrapped in a golden hue
In the suns early rays
Soaking up it’s morning dew
Life springs forward!
Bountiful, beautiful, and new!
Had me plumb tuckered out
Till that sun come round the bend
From his darkness
comes life wrapped in a golden hue
In the suns early rays
Soaking up it’s morning dew
Life springs forward!
Bountiful, beautiful, and new!
Every time I write one of these I feel like I have already read this somewhere. Gosh I hope not and not a good indicator of my memory capabilities at this later stage.
