Winds of Change

by reginadee2014

Winds of Change

Winds of Change
Regina Puckett

I remember each and every yesterday well
Each memory is a lovely place in which to dwell
It would be so easy to get lost in that place though
Because our tomorrows are something we don’t know
But I won’t be afraid of taking a chance, if you will too
Hold my hand. Look at me and I’ll look straight at you
We fly on wings of chance and winds of change
Love will broaden our scope and extend our range

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