On Golden Pond
Weathered and worn, the mind cries out
he grows old in a bitter need
a yearning to mend a love torn
weathered and worn, the mind cries out
familiar scape now unknown dread
his love, fanatically he searches.....
weathered and torn, the mind cries out
he grows old in a bitter need
Movie~On Golden Pond
Scene~You Are My Night In Shinning Armour.
This is just one small scene of a excellent movie.
If you have not seen the movie, it's a must!!
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010
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