There's not one joyous person that could say life is all bad.
Not one friendly post-man that could say spring, summer, winter,
or fall, is all he ever had.
But, Beyond the Clouds there's beauty I cannot reach.
Such as that beautiful woman I call "Georgia Peach."
Last night, night before.
Just plain life I adore, and beyond the clouds contentment and
existence we cannot ignore.
By Tony Walker
Copyright NEOCH and the Homeless Grapevine published January – February 1996 Issue 13