He left todaypath suresteps soliddust upon his shoesbutno shifting sandWhere he goeshis spiritwill quietto hear the sounds of Godembracingthe simplict..
a little birdsits by my windowsoftly singing songsthat make me keepthe sash openjust to dream alongoh little bird,what gifts you bringhow can I ever s..
Deep in a mausoleum..on a white marble slab. A girl lays her burdens down next to her dad.. Locked tight are the doors..no one holds the key except t..