Caution To The Wind A shoe box full of photographs Held tightly in our arms What was left of the times We were leaving far behind Chorus Our time had come to move on To start our life again We said goodbye for one last time Throwing caution to the wind A life ago not long before We had lived in time there once Lessons learned Our life had turned Towards the setting sun The West coast kept a calling We arrived there in the fall As we gazed upon the ocean We thanked God we heard the call © 2015 NANCE Brody (Nancy Read) All Rights Reserved
