Uvalde’s just so yesterday.
We hardly can remember.
But, someone now is planning
for another in September.
Oh, well.
Uvalde’s just so yesterday.
We hardly can remember.
But, someone now is planning
for another in September.
Oh, well.
You’re not safe at a kid’s parade,
a school, or in a park.
You’re not safe where a
cold young man can kill you as a lark.
You’re not safe in a church or school
where young men with a gun
can kill you in a burst of blood
so they can have their fun.
You’re not safe when a young man
posts he wants to kill and kill,
and has a gun to do it with….
to kill you at his will.
You’re not safe where his right to kill
outranks your right to breath.
You’re not safe where raw politics
leads– once again– to death.
You’re not safe. Oh, well.
You
We had a day of summer, but,
it ended with a fizzle.
We woke to wind and gray today.
The forecast is for drizzle.
It’s another wet and sloppy day.
Another day of cold.
I hate to be a whiner,
but, this rain is getting old.
Next week, it will be “summer”.
Of that, I have some doubt!
It can’t dry up for “summer”
‘less these raindrops peter out.
I wonder if there’ll ever be
an end to this Insanity.
Or will we all live on in fear
that things will just get worse next year?
A lot of folks are buying a gun.
They’re locked and loaded….Ready for fun!
Don’t want to miss their chance, you see,
to kill the likes of you and me.
Uvalde, Texas, stays with me…
with its pall of blood and sorrow.
The killing goes on endlessly.
There’ll be more dead tomorrow.
Play me a simple melody.
Play me a simple song.
Play me a tune I know so well
my heart can hum along.
Sing me the quiet notes of old.
Sing me the words I know.
Sing me a lullaby of hope
and let my sorrows go.
I came across a recipe.
The cake it made was tasty.
‘Twill aways be
a part of me…
around my hips and waisty.
Today I think of rainbows
and I think of butterflies.
I think of blue forget-me-nots
and castles in the skies.
Today I think of happiness
and dreams that all come true.
Today my heart is filled with joy…
a joy that springs from you.