If This Is Not A Place. . .
If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
I was wondering just this morning if you guys had gotten snow yet....cuz that means it usually isn't far behind for us in Northern Michigan! I don't know if I am quite ready yet for this!
ReplyDeleteOK...yep...just a few hours later from my last post......look at it come down! We are getting snow now! Ready or not...here it comes!
ReplyDeleteThankfully now snow here yet. That should be a month away or so at least!
ReplyDeleteBut today is cold and feeling of winter
We didn't get any accumulation, but we did get some flurries here in good ole Indiana today too.
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