Once I dreamed
of riches scattered ’round me,
like platinum, silver and gold;
now I find my dreams
travelling poor but free
down an old country road-
When I awake
I feel no pain,
only thankfulness
for both sun and rain-
I say bring it on
let it come,
for the time grows near when all fear
shall be over and done-
I no longer ask for release
it just doesn’t work that way,
I simply pray for a patient soul
until these troubled times are all rolled away-
Rolling Times
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