End of the day

It’s not exactly the end of the day but it’s the end of my very long wonderful walk.

I’m going to close with lyrics from two songs from the Carpenters that I listened to today. The words speak for themselves.

Sometimes
Sometimes, not often enough
We reflect upon the good things
And those thoughts always center
Around those we love

And I think about those people
Who mean so much to me
And for so many years have made me
So very happy

And I count the times I have forgotten to say
Thank you, and just how much I love them



One More Time
I‘m going way down south to Louisiana, tonight
Well, I’ll just close my eyes
And everything’s alright
And though I’m really far away
I’ll make my get away
And no one need really
Know that I’ve been gone

One more time for the good times
That far out weigh the bad
One more time for the good times
When love was all we had

I’m going way down south to baton rouge
Well, I’ll just close the door
And turn out all the lights
And all the images dance by
Of folks and friends who lie
Back home where things are slow
And easy going

One more time for the good times
That far out weigh the bad
One more time for the good times
When love was all
When love was all
When love was all we had
One more time