France's

Those we're the days, the sun shining
Together walking in the park, but gone,
When the music died
Many moons have past
Few got bright lights
When blood moon arose
Who from my heart shall I remove
Let time pass for the Grace of God
They will cross my path.
Many winter's Passed
the sun began to shine.
I went to a park where I'd been before,
Only to see what I saw,
I wasn't sure, but its you
To my surprise I realized.
With joy because
Not rain or shine in this park,
Nothing
Can't stop you from being here.
But if my light gets bright
I will.miss you,
Until.our paths meet again.
God bless.

Author's Note

it a friend you has dedicated her to help the poor.
In a small.park she feeds many.

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful writing, my friend.