All my old haunts are haunted. Like houses filled with ghosts. The memories remain, they say, like Soldiers at their posts. Everywhere in town, there is a Place I used to be. Everywhere I go I find a Little piece of me. We danced for years out in these streets We paved the road to God. For any following to see The road is straight and … [Read more...] about All My Haunts, By: Benjamin Stone
Oh, My God! It’s Raining!, By: Benjamin Stone
Oh, My God! It's Raining! Can you hear the thunder roar? The rolling off its bass notes And the pounding of the storm? The raindrops fall like waterfalls. They’re beating on my roof. Sort of sounds like Santa And his little reindeer hooves! I so love the storms and how they Help our Nature heal. No one who hates thunderstorms Will ever know the … [Read more...] about Oh, My God! It’s Raining!, By: Benjamin Stone