MISSING Past and Present
Is Life Just a Roll of a Dice?
My original inspiration for my latest novel was a chance finding of a dice, when walking one day. As I thought of life in terms of rolling a dice, out poured the idea for the story. Mulling this over the lyrics for a song whispered to me but unfortunately not the tune. Here it is?
One …..One ….. One
Abandoned and homeless I started to run;
Running from life, running from life.
Two ….. Two ….. Two
Sleeping in shacks, eating left over food;
Hiding from you, hiding from you.
Three ….. Three ….. Three
My friends were the mice and the birds just like me;
Setting me free, setting me free.
Four ….. Four ….. Four
Then wandering footpaths I spied an old place;
Open the door, open the door.
Five ….. Five ….. Five
Sheltered from winter I started to thrive.
I was alive, I was alive.
Six ….. Six ….. Six
Good fortune was finally one of life’s tricks
I know I’ll survive, I know I’ll survive.
Here’s my challenge to you:
If by any chance you can think of a tune for it do get in touch: diana@dianajacksonauthor.com
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Diana Jackson 