For Days Like These
For Days Like These It’s time; no need for heat, no need for air It’s fall, a sweet breeze blowing in the trees A poet’s heart was made for days like these My heart’s burdens are light for me to bear No sweat on brow today; no winter’s freeze It’s time; no need for heat, no need for air It’s fall, a sweet breeze blowing in the trees Oh my. Life seems gentle; without a care Words that rhythm are picked from every tree My thoughts flow as one continual prayer It’s time; no need for heat, no need... Sign in to see full entry.