Dream... the dream of innocence
as the path of life goes on
sing the tune of clarity
in the lyrics of the song
Dance.. the jig of joyfulness
and hold your head up high
so do this all care-freely
and never question why
As times and tides are changing
and with them... we slow down..
but never loose that passion
and never wear a frown
And... with each passing season
be thankful for your gifts...
the pulse of life is passing
like the wing-beats... of the Swifts
So when you meet your maker
and your time on earth is past
give thanks... for all the splendor
and tell him... "It's been a blast " ......

had great fun writing this as I do have rather a warped sense of humor at the best of times...Many thanks for your comments






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