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The Warm Sun on My Face While driving down the road, My thoughts drift off to yesterday. Life was tough and so many things Seemed to never go my way. My mind, so full of thoughts Of what I should have done. And the things I would, If I just could, somehow, erase. Then smile, As I feel the warm sun on my face. Nameless people in their cars Who quickly pass me by, Fail to find what satisfies, And often wonder why They struggle to keep up To all the others in the race. I drive, And feel the warm sun on my face. I look around today and find That life�s more real to me. Simple things have warmed my heart And, for my sake, set me free. While traveling down this road The only thing that I will chase Will be to feel This gentle warm sun on my face. Douglas Fletcher 01/03/2002 |