The sun lifts o’er the Cascade peaks
to smile on the world below.
Rivers, forests, fields and cities
wake up in a golden glow.
The sun lifts o’er the Cascade peaks
to smile on the world below.
Rivers, forests, fields and cities
wake up in a golden glow.
Love’s a soft and gentle thing
to ease one’s soul along.
And love’s a mighty force of power
to help one’s heart be strong.
I’m lifted up on angel wings.
A soul at peace. A heart that sings.
Our country’s free of missile strikes—
of bombs, and blasts, and tanks.
No armies occupy our soil.
For this, we give our thanks.
There’s lots of love still to be found
in a world that’s full of woe.
It’s up to ev’ry one of us
to help love thrive and grow.
Sometimes a soul needs chicken soup
to chase the lows away.
This ode is meant as chicken soup
to ease your day today.
I count my blessings
and I wonder why
the whole wide world’s
not as lucky as I.
I wish I had a fairy
who would help with what I need.
What I need a fairy for is:
Work outside and weed.
I need a Happy Fairy to
support me in my yard.
‘Cuz with a Happy Fairy
gardening would be less hard.
My garden gate is open…
and perhaps it is the wind….
but I think it is the fairies
who decided to come in.
May this day bring joy to you –
your steps be sure and strong.
May the path stretch broad and clear –
and, in your heart: a song.