LIVE

Green is sprouting, comming up, everywhere the eye can see.
Skies are blue, clouds shifting shape in an endless sea.
Kites flying high above drifting, flying, sailing above.
Bubbles float; they dance accross the wind in droves.
Laughter echoes... Smiles are spreading...
Music drifts, as life dances before time.
Father, for all these things, Thank you.
But even if grey replaces green;
Rain to take over sun.
If the only flight is of our strength;
And hearts are too heavy to float.
When tears flow, drowning out laughter;
Then music, too, becomes a lament.
Father, for this too, Thank you.