The Chimes Of Life Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The Chimes Of Life



The Chimes Of Life
The wind blows each day.
You know your time is in the process of being paid.
The chimes of life they does sing.
As you look and just wonder what it will bring.
The chimes of life plays a song
But it's sweet and not wrong.
The wind it blows to tell you life must continue by.
As the chimes of life plays on

Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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