When tears fall from my eyes
The waves will still land.
When my world fills with lies
The mountains still stand.
I know I have value, only
That doesn’t mean
The world spins for me.
I don’t paint the grass green.
When tears fall from my eyes
The waves will still land.
When my world fills with lies
The mountains still stand.
I know I have value, only
That doesn’t mean
The world spins for me.
I don’t paint the grass green.
Love that poem
Dad
Thanks Dad! That means a lot.
Great thoughts, Arlie!
Love,
Nana
Thanks!