In truth I will follow you
to the end of the earth
where flowers are cherished
where beer flows
where time stops
In every walk I take
I walk with you
With every step
a backlog of memories
For us
time was honored, finite
For others
time goes like that spool
the tread never stopping
For me
the greatest love in the greatest time
This morning I sing to thee
everything about thee
& me.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
Time was honored, Finite - Anita Holzberg
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