When your life is all wrong; And you wish all was well again; That there was no sad songs; Everyone was happy; Full of wealth and success; That there were never any tears; Just smiles of happiness; Well life can not always be; A sweet song sung buy the birds; We all have our problems; And need to be heard; Sometimes your day can be; As nice as a cool breeze on a summer day; That is if we don't let the problems of life; Get in the way. Tamatha Perkins Guthrie Back to Poems by Tammy
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