Lonely is the wind
As it blows across the sea
Whistling a sorrowful song
That sings eternally.
I hear the lonesome sound
And shed a single tear
The days of old forever gone
But still I hold them near.
Scenes of all our yesterdays
Fill my soul with grief
Still the whistling wind sings on
Bringing no relief.
08/01/01
About Julia
Welcome! I'm so glad you stopped by. My name is Julia. I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a teacher, and most recently, a writer. Above all, I am a daughter of the King.
I am constantly amazed at God's goodness in my life; undeserved and unlimited. Come sit and visit awhile. The teapot's always on the stove.
