Breeze

As the breeze blows through the valley of life, another year must end, what air we breath from ere' is ours, on us it will depend! As I reflect on 2009, some loved ones have been lost, extinguishing the flame around us, so far I have no cost; I look ahead for the road I travel, growing weary evermore, and just when my faith seems to subside, God will open another door!