Poems, Prayers And Promises Ive been lately thinking about my lifes time, all the things Ive done and how its been. And I cant help believing in my own mind, I know Im gonna hate to see it end. Ive seen a lot of sunshine, slept out in the rain, spent a night or two all on my own. Ive known my ladys pleasures, had myself some friends, spent a time or two in my own home. I have to say it now, its been good life all in all, its really fine to have a chance to hang around. Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire while all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around. And talk of poems and prayers and promises and things that we believe in. How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care. How long its been since yesterday, what about tomorrow and what about our dreams and all the memories we share? Days they pass so quickly now, the nights are seldom long. Time around me whispers when its cold. Changes somehow frightens me, still I have to smile. It turns me on to think of growing old. For though my lifes been good to me theres still so much to do. So many things my mind has never known. Id like to raise a family, Id like to sail away and dance across the mountains on the moon. I have to say it now, its been good life all in all, its really fine to have a chance to hang around. And lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire while all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around. And talk of poems and prayers and promises and things that we believe in. How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care. How long its been since yesterday, what about tomorrow, what about our dreams and all the memories we share?
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 19:17:20 +0000