Mask Mandate Ends at Midnight

Our Guv says:  COVID’s handled.

So, at midnight, we’re unmasked.

The worst is now behind us

‘cause we’ve done as we were asked.

Six million dead around the world…

it’s been a long two years.

We’ve hid and isolated

and we’ve raged and shed some tears.

Most have worked together,

done our part, and we’ve complied.

While a few have shouted “Freedom!”

as their neighbors failed and died.

Quiet of the Morning

In the quiet of the morning,

I can hear the early birdsong.

I can feel the gentle winds begin to blow.

In the quiet of the morning,

I can feel the light grow stronger.

I can almost see the flowers as they grow.

In the quiet of the morning,

I can see the shiny brightness

as the light reflects through early morning dew.

In the quiet of the morning,

I can feel my soul grow stronger

as I try to live a life that’s clear and true.

Pixie Dust for Cheryl

I’ve sprinkled the world with pixie dust.

I’ve scattered it far and wide…

…on cities and fields and oceans…

… on the towering mountain side.

I’ve spread it in stores and offices…

…and on ev’ry hearth and home…

…on cars and ships and boats and trains…

…wherever man may roam.

The pixie dust brings peace and love

wherever one’s heart may be.

The pixie dust brings promises

of freedom and liberty.