No kings.
No thrones.
No tyranny.
I want our country to be free.
I speak for those who want a voice.
I speak for those who want a choice.
I want smart leaders,
wise and true,
who give their best for me and you.
No kings.
No thrones.
No tyranny.
Stand up today and keep us free.
The duck went down into the town.
He did the things ducks do.
He had some fun.
When he was done,
he said:
“Quack! Quack! to You!”
She gave a dollar when she could.
She gave it ‘cause she thought she should.
The sharing gave her peace of mind,
for in her heart, she’d chosen “kind”.
Blessed be the traveler –
by water, land, or air.
May he be safe from any harm
that broaches anywhere.
May he be guided by the light
that leads him on his way.
May he be resting safe tonight,
refreshed, throughout his day.
May this day be filled with blessings.
Ev’ry hour. Ev’ry minute.
May you feel the love around you
ev’ry moment you are in it.
Blessings.
The Uvalde children haunt me.
Filled with life and innocence.
Can’t we love and help our children?
Can’t we use some common sense?
The rain falls on my daffodils.
The rivers. Streets.
The distant hills.
It never stops.
I don’t complain.
Come summer, we’ll be glad for rain….
I saw a tiny leprechaun
out prancing ’round my lawn.
He danced a little Irish jig
before he sauntered on.
He dressed from head to toe in green.
He wore a jaunty hat.
And shared his friendly greeting —
all in honor of St. Pat.
May today be a rainbow day for you –
with ev’ry color, complexion and hue.
May the day unfold with a rainbow’s glow,
swelling with Joy, yearning to grow.
May your day be a rainbow of delight,
filled with a zest from dawn til night.
And when, tonight, you take your rest,
may the rainbow’s promise hold you blessed.
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Raindrops on the windowpane
trickle down the glass….
adding wetness on their way,
growing as they pass.
Sliding down the surface,
looking from the outside in…
A raindrop hits the bottom…
then another starts again.
March rain.
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