Sands of Life ~

~ touring from the park bench

No matter how much time unfolds, love remains the driving force for the breath of each tomorrow. Yesterday gets lost in the sands of life, but you still are the beat in my heart, the sounds in my mind, and the touch I will never forget. Hold tight to the sands of time! I’ll never believe that’s all we had.

Published by touring from the park bench

The column is formerly known as “The Park Bench” is now the blog, “Touring from the Park Bench." Excerpts are entirely the work and writings of Blake E Henry.

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