These Days are the Hardest.

These days are the hardest.

The days that are bright with sunshine, with a delightful brisk wind blowing through,

The days that the sky is full of great big fluffy pillows, with a nice fresh smell of Gods great design,

The days that the great winds blow over the Pine trees, the rain tears down there limbs,

The days that are icy cold, the snow making the ground whiter than ever,

These days all hold the same thing among the day; feelings

Feelings that are greater than great, some days hold happiness and some hold great distress,

The hardest days are simple day everyday life.

-Nebraska Ann Walters



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