Peggy C's photos with the keyword: sit

a bench in a cemetary.. actually, another is across from it.. hadn't seen this before... interesting..

"Well times are dire and I think it's time we found a way To bring our inner children back from where they've gone astray For life is short and sure to expire It's time we spread love instead of spreading the fire Yea times are dire, I'll say it again To truly change the world, we need to change the way we're living For life is short and I think it's time we found a way To kick our shoes off and play And wont that be the day? When we molecularly meltdown the walls we once held raised (Walls we once held raised) And suddenly, suddenly we're climbing trees Limber are our members like the children that we use to be When you say play When you say play Well I'll be everything that you want me to be (Well I'm a child in your eyes) And I'll give my life to humanity (I am always in your eyes) I'll make my way to the top of the tallest of trees Spreadin seeds, spreadin seeds, spreadin seeds, spreadin seeds So make me only in to what you want me to be And I will spread the truth from the top of the tallest tree When you say play When you say play When you say play " www.songlyrics.com - transferred from the other place and have no idea what the name of the song is-- just like the words--- 19 July 2013

stories are kept in the wooden bench.. joyful moments shared .. times of sorrow .. happy, but tired from playing children rest.. an old couple sits.. no words needed . . . exuberance of youth displayed .. sit to ravish cold ice cream on a warm day .. shade from large oak is welcome . . how many tales in this wood ?

on a bench overlooking the lake.. rest a while, you deserve it... © All rights reserved