Hey Kids,
My kids grow old, my patience thin.
I curse the storm, I curse the wind.
The earth spins and circles the sun.
The daylight fades when the day is done.
Time never stops, age wins all.
My hope waits before the angel’s call.
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Hey Kids,
My kids grow old, my patience thin.
I curse the storm, I curse the wind.
The earth spins and circles the sun.
The daylight fades when the day is done.
Time never stops, age wins all.
My hope waits before the angel’s call.
Post 3-149
Mike M Jensen 