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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem