Why do the birds sing, Those beautiful happy songs Is it to proclaim that, Today is a joyous day Or maybe to announce,

Men of many days ago, Came to realize, he is told, That with all their deeds of bold, They couldn’t understand a girl. They get mad at simple things,

Oh, she wishes that she could fly To hover in the sky. Be close to you, her Lord, Under your caring and powerful eye… Only then would she feel as free a…

He pours noise into his head and c… Which added up to zero. He put alcohol in his stomach and… Leaving zero. He believed nothing of value,

ROAM HIM, to see what lives so… His fear! He thinks you call it p… ASK HIM, his name and he’ll tel… Him the transparent silent tears h… FORGIVE HIM, of all his sins…

She loves to look at old things And remember times gone by; A rhinestone pin, a filled dance c… Or Grandpa’s bow tie. Old photographs, a handkerchief,

Pain is so painful Pain is strange Pain is unpredictable Pain is living with someone Who doesn’t love you;

Once perchance are secrets found a… Footsteps echo on sacred grounds s… Spirits dance on the water lost as… They sing of lifetimes in waiting… Ancient wisdom to return.

She has watched you grow since you… First breath... she will continue… Her death... They have shared the… Pleasures and their pains... They… Enjoyed their lives and material g…

She promised she’d bury you There, in their front yard, Beneath the tree you loved to lay… While she weeded the flowers. She promised she’d bury you

Man’s salvation, toil and sweat, Feels so grand when the brow is we… Walking proud and feeling good, On the job she gives all she shoul… There’s food on the table

Can centuries melt into days, When into soul, these eyes will gl… Where islands meet And flames consume Any air

The barn door hangs open, the hors… The occupants now a doe and her fa… A few crumbling bales of once sun-… Make moldy straw homes for field m… High on the wall on a big rusty na…

The little one never forgets to st… And pick flowers for a pot To give someone very special indee… Whether it be all bloomed out or j… They clutch them in their little h…

A hand carved stone, an inscriptio… A name that could barely be read, A soul that once loved this earth Lies resting in this earthly bed. Perhaps there once flowed royal bl…