Written by Kathi Stringer
The thunder roars across a blackened sky,
and lightening makes a flash,
But through t all the sun will shine,
so lets not turn our backs.
We'll be there for the sunset,
and cuddle together in the winter's rain.
Then we'll walk down Old Miller's Road,
talking about good times ahead.
The animals have the children,
and children have their dreams.
We have each other's arms,
and whatever tomorrow brings.
The years move by so quickly,
let's make every moment last.
Find the child inside ourselves,
and not look on back.