VOL. XV, NO. 13
MAY 17, 1974
LIFE
By ROBYN THOMAS
We always seem to cling to it,
It holds a Certain Magic.
We love the seasons best which represent it.
We fear losing it, yet abuse it.
When we live it, it is often in the wrong ways.
By the time we learn the right way of life,
We leave it.
We always seem to cling to it,
It holds a Certain Magic.
We love the seasons best which represent it.
We fear losing it, yet abuse it.
When we live it, it is often in the wrong ways.
By the time we learn the right way of life,
We leave it.