It’s been rather hot these past few weeks. It’s been much cooler over at grandma’s place, where I spend most of the week at. I’m very thankful that God has blessed me with a loving family and a place to live, and grow in. But still, there’s no place like home. I think I’m getting on to something, something that God’s trying to tell me. need to slow down, quieten down, and listen. argh.
Lovely song I just heard, pasted below. And perhaps, hmm, I think he shall be named Charlie.
Summer Wind
The summer wind, came blowin in - from across the sea
It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me
All summer long, we sang a song - and strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights - went flyin by
The world was new, beneath a blue - umbrella sky
Then softer than, a piper man - one day it called to you
And I lost you, to the summer wind
The autumn wind, and the winter wind - have come and gone
And still the days, those lonely days - go on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies - through nights that never end
My fickle friend, the summer wind