I thought it should not end.
I thought it wise to begin again.
And it bounds, and it hounds
and it grounds
all the sounds.
I thought it should not end.
Each of you a new lost friend.
And it tumbles, and it rumbles
And she stumbles
and she mumbles.
I thought it should not end.
For who can see around the bend?
It is clear, what is here
not one tear
not one fear.
I miss my blog. I kind of left all my loyal belizesomething.com readers hanging. I am sorry. I hope to piece together the story for you. Maybe to tell the story will put it in some kind of order. I miss my blog. Please share and read again.
