Peaceful Times
As the sun is setting,
and the whistling of the wind,
settling deep into our minds,
with the sounds of the birds
shielding their young
from the very bitterness of the cold,
we lay here in the arms of one another
while under the cast of the lighting sun.
Written by Phoenix(Phxdsiv)May 1980
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