Don’t turn around.
And don’t look back.
No longer can you be there.
Lift your eyes.
And face ahead.
Deal with what you see there.
Don’t turn around.
And don’t look back.
No longer can you be there.
Lift your eyes.
And face ahead.
Deal with what you see there.
Today’s the longest of the year.
The days grow shorter starting here.
The inter-planetary path
brings shorter days as aftermath.
I wish the bright days could be stronger.
Wish the sun could linger longer.
Wish the skies could shine and brighten.
Wish our hearts could lift and lighten.
All things have a time and season.
Guess the solstice has its reason.
Days do what they’re meant to do.
Their length’s not up to me or you.
I want a magic carpet ride
to sail me through the skies.
I want to rub a genie lamp
to bring a big surprise.
I want to scatter pixie dust
to charm my path somewhere.
But, most of all, when I arrive,
I want to find you there.
Heavy eyes and sleepy heads.
We’re all heading for our beds.
Snuggly blankets. Pulled up tight.
Into Dreamland for the night.
I want a fairy to dance by
with magic wand and twinkling eye.
She’ll coax and tug me by my hand
and whisk me off to Fairy Land.
My early morning garden
is a quiet place of rest.
And in the silent sunrise
this old earth seems at her best.
Make life explode with joy
for you as you go through this day.
May you know fun and happiness
each step along life’s way.
America is standing tall.
Our flag is flying high.
Hand in hand…across this land…
Together.
You and I.
America.
My country.
Full assault on liberty.
America.
My homeland.
We are standing.
We are free.
There’s lots of love in this big world.
There’s also room for hate.
And each of us must make our choice.
Love.
Retaliate.
We each one choose what we will do.
We choose who we will be.
And choice by choice we make our lives.
We etch our destiny.