In Quiet Moments, There's Times
Deep, deep, down....
Beyond, where I think, and I can see.
Where lies a memory,
that haunts, my tears.
And, every now, and when.
For some. unknown ....... reason.
One, escapes my eye, and flows.
And sadness fillś me.
For, I know,...... not.
Why
I cry.....
Giajl © Jim Love