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.
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.
I’m send you a happy day
trimmed with ribbon and a fancy bow.
I’m tucking in a shiny rainbow
to brighten ev’ry place you go.
The pace of death is rising
as the killing spree goes on.
It’s become the Killing Season.
Any one can get a gun.
Any one can be a target.
That includes both you and me.
We sit by and watch it happen.
We are in a Killing Spree.
I’m getting tired of COVID.
I don’t want to wear a mask.
I don’t want to take precautions.
It’s become an endless task.
I don’t want to hear more protests
‘bout “my freedom” and “my right”.
I just wish we’d work together
so there’d be an end in sight.
I’d like some solid answers
for the things that I don’t know.
I’d like some good solutions
for the things that fret me so.
I log on to the Internet
and check out “stress” and “strife”
but there aren’t real good answers
for these bugbears in my life.
Here’s a lullaby for a restless heart
when the world feels a cloud of sorrow.
Tonight’s sweet slumber brings a better start
as you rise for the day tomorrow.
I wash my hands and I wipe my cart.
I wear a mask and I stand apart.
I Vax and Boost when they tell me to.
Is there anything else I need to do?
I guess we’ll just adapt and thrive.
Somehow we’re here, and we’re still alive.
We can’t go back. And, we can’t just quit.
So I guess we’ll just make the best of it!
The COVID number’s climbing.
We are all at risk again.
The masks and Vacs don’t stop it.
We can’t seem to rein it in.
Each day I rise with a list of things
I’m not quite sure how to do.
Each night’s surprise
‘fore I close my eyes…
is that somehow I muddled on through.