the loneliness of this world is felt-no matter what the cards are dealt-we grow old and try retrieving-the young that was with true believing-that time of year when blessings be-the hopes and dreams of being free-allow the pangs of stress and strife-shape and strengthen this thing called life-give into precepts that keep the truth-things we learned from fledgling youth-these lives we live belong not to us-that’s when we know in God to trust! Peace and blessings!
In the juice bar!