There comes a time in passing,
When hearts they grow so weak,
And sometimes You might find,
Words so hard to speak,

The never ending challenge,
Of days becoming nights,
When hour after hour,
You run from fear in flight,

Uncertainties are plenty,
You stumble along Your way,
Until the night time hours,
Delivers tomorrow's day,

So when those troubled waters,
Seem to over flow,
Just remember my friend,
Love shall always grow~*....

 
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