Wrap up your soul from the
north winds,
Turn your sweet head,
Facing the sun,
I know that those dark
clouds will scare you,
But believe me,
The best is to come.
Let slip those stories they
told you,
Remember that you are the
one,
Don’t let their sadness get
weary,
For I tell you,
The best is to come.
Smile even ‘though it was
hard work,
Cleanse tired eyes with
bright fun,
For these dark days
Will lift soon my darling
And I promise,
The best is to come.
Take strength in the ways of
the old times,
When your laughter and hope can return,
Don’t stumble and fall,
Take my hand love,
For you know that the best
Is
to come.bobby stevenson 2013
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