You can see the light,
You can see the dark.
You can miss a beat,
You can lose the spark.
But life is great and many gifts it brings,
It tides you over in a swing.
You think you've lost it but you never know,
When the wind will bring bright, white snow.
All the tunes you thought you skipped,
All the songs you thought you missed,
Are round the corner now
And will float whenever.
And all that you thought couldn't be,
Turns into a troubled sea.
But seas have high tides too, my friend,
And wishes come true....Godsend!!!