like the beating of distant drums
to announce an army comes
so thumps the little heart
a brand new start
softly we go now
into a future we do plow
Where Little Hands
change all our plans
by and by
three became 13 minus nine
will wonders never cease?
may fortunes ever increase
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
The Beacon to the Free
this momentary fright
of the limit to delight
puts us in hand
the truth of this land
harsh though it be
for eternity
The Beacon to the Free
this land shall be
one nation
forever in imagination
without limit to our souls
forever against the cold
of the limit to delight
puts us in hand
the truth of this land
harsh though it be
for eternity
The Beacon to the Free
this land shall be
one nation
forever in imagination
without limit to our souls
forever against the cold
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
In a Quiet Way
little she is troubled nights
begging for safety from her plights
wiser beings know
the troubles are all her own
she in her bed must stay
and learn to play
In a Quiet Way
at the end of the day
as the teacher would say
a quick drop off is the best way
so 4 year olds can fall asleep
and rest deeply in their dreams
begging for safety from her plights
wiser beings know
the troubles are all her own
she in her bed must stay
and learn to play
In a Quiet Way
at the end of the day
as the teacher would say
a quick drop off is the best way
so 4 year olds can fall asleep
and rest deeply in their dreams
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Troubles Roll On
a little birdie
told me
that soon we
would see
a new glory rise
the ebbing of tide
Troubles Roll On
a new song is sung
all storms
by the wind are given forms
so soon to blow out
and pass on do not doubt
told me
that soon we
would see
a new glory rise
the ebbing of tide
Troubles Roll On
a new song is sung
all storms
by the wind are given forms
so soon to blow out
and pass on do not doubt
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