William Davis Golden Quotations

I turned my head and saw the wind,Not far from where I stood,Dragging the corn by her golden hair,Into a dark and lonely wood.

I turned my head and saw the wind, Not far from where I stood, Dragging the corn by her golden hair, Into a dark and lonely wood.

When will it come, that golden time,When every heart must sing?The power to choose the work we loveMakes every man a king.

When will it come, that golden time, When every heart must sing? The power to choose the work we love Makes every man a king.