
A precious gift
Used daily and often taken for granted
Until age begins taking it away
Then it is clung to And treasured
As blue turns gray
And our minds tell us what our eyes used to say
Cherita

A precious gift
Used daily and often taken for granted
Until age begins taking it away
Then it is clung to And treasured
As blue turns gray
And our minds tell us what our eyes used to say
Cherita