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Wondering how this could be my own life Heaven lowered down for me a wife But she says “seasons change, and I won’t look the same” Flowers would be seeds without that

Lift up your head. Don't turn away. This girl wants to talk... She wants to know your name. We go out at night And make mistakes. I know you see right through me... But it's too

Life is like the changing seasons always searching for the reasons Life is like a coming storm clouds the anger, thunder the scorn But soon it passes and a rainbow appears and that heart

He was a friend of mine when I needed one He was there through thick and thin And now he’s gone and I miss him More than I can say I remember the

Through years of friendship, through years of love have brought us to this day It’s a time for love and a time for us as we share our wedding day You’ve come to

Driving along this country road radio on low A familiar tune plays over the air one I use to know So I play it back inside my mind before I let it go The midnight

(This story is loosely based on several lunch conversations I had  with my Grandma Lillian in the 1980s. She taught me the secret to developing a great relationship with

Reflections on the water cannot tell lies And the table of time age, does it defy The mystery still lingers when will we know When the end of our time comes where will we go? Dreamers and

My life changed at this time last year – I got a job in Maryland and my wife and I downsized, selling our house in a small town in