A quick word from our mystical poet Trevor Hall!
The world keeps turnin'
It gets merry like a merry go 'roundIt gets cold like a frozen winterWell I change like summer fallBut I know love is all in allSeeds we're always sowingThe grace is always blowingWe've just got to lift the sailAnd we're bound to hit the shoreWe'll finally calm this storm...
- Trevor Hall
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
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