Monday, April 30, 2012

After the Gold Rush

She pulled all her belongings and just a sign to display her plight for all to see, a survivor nothing more and much less good from the wear of it all. That's when we were thinking much was going down, sure could see the sinking, and little mattered anymore. But the wheels touched ground, and then things began to turn around. Wanting something better, looking for what would be new, so thru the town she rolled. Broken Hearts do mend, and this is our beginning, wishing for something beautiful and something true. Chasing dreams always lead to catching up to angels and getting things right. So it is, with a persistent enduring effort and all the determination to see it through, the devil always get left behind. Don't look now but your flying and I believe that's OZ up ahead.

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