WHAT well you are with the wind, rain, and snow.....


Something does it to us when the time changes so does earth,,

People come and go and the wind blows in another direction..

Finding you and finding me is rare....

Oh the doorbell rang thought it might be you :)

Then i saw it was the the windchimes telling me it was earth..

I wake to the thought of you....

Go each day in wonder who you are?

Will we see time turn after we meet...

Only one know how the world turns without you.....