Oak on the Hillside

On hillside of green I lay back in the grass, Clouds going by, I watch as they pass. They remind me of time, some fast some slow. You get a choice in this life, that much I know. The days that I spend beneath my favorite old oak, Philosophical thoughts are always evoked. My days... Continue Reading →

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