Russell G. Robison


Russell G. Robison: LifeWhy is it that we hurry
When we know the race will end
For when we go so fast we
Miss out on so much my friend

The beauty of each sunrise
The wonder of our sight
The splendor of a sky so blue
The stars above at night

Too much we take for granted
In this race until our death
And miss out on the pleasure
To be found in every breath