I found today ,another who would have made a wondeful trist in the hay...But what with the cruise, the approach, then he wanted to discuss a game plan...Well that's not for me..then no time..

Because time cuts a painful cut.
Too many lonely souls have been guided home;
Too many taken to the light;
We bow our heads; weep our tears.
To poison they turn;
As Mother Earth they hit.
But I shall share my Soul and my Time with you
My Love, My Prince..