Rain clouds held on stringsRaised above my head.The world holds the cloudsAnd wishes me dead.The lightning strikesAnd my problems rain.The world holds..
I rest my headOn a patch of greenWhile the flowers surround.I watch dawn turn to day,The sky become gray,And night, I still layWhile the stars shine t..
Golden Memories you recall.New silver-lined threads replace.Your youth slipping through your hands.Remains of hard times in your eyesand once laughter..