Gentle breeze caressing me
the wind chimes gently play
Rocking in my favorite chair
and drifting far away…
Soaring high above the clouds
to places I have known
Looking back within my mind
to memories that I own…
Faces that I used to know
they flash within my mind
Some are speaking as they smile
their words are lost in time...
All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2013
All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2013
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