When light from up above us shinesWe go all limp insideWhat would we do without the moon?There would not be, no tides….. Ah my love, the tide ’tis turning…… Don MatthewsMarch 2021
The poetry etc of Don Matthews
When light from up above us shinesWe go all limp insideWhat would we do without the moon?There would not be, no tides….. Ah my love, the tide ’tis turning…… Don MatthewsMarch 2021