Imagine
A world without sadness
A world with peace
Now imagine
Preaching this message
Standing for your truth
And perishing
In complete contrast
To your life message
41 years
December 8
Marks gloom
Sadness
A dark cloud
Every year
Wish you were running
Through those strawberry fields
More music than one can consume
Instead we let it be
And move forward
Cynical as ever
Imagine
Just imagine
Jon Harder