There are Places I remember...

There are folks out there that my heart goes out to. They've lost someone, something, some TIME, and they're all hurting, lost and confused in the world, not wanting to face another sunset alone, not wanting to wake up by themselves. This one goes out to them, the lambs in the world who've lost their way.

( BOTH SIDES, NOW )

Know that you're loved, all of you, if by no one other than a little grey haired, potbellied philosopher.

Rev. Chet