We whisper blessings for the night.
We hum a lullaby.
And sleep’s dark shadows cradle us
till Sun wakes up the sky.
We whisper blessings for the night.
We hum a lullaby.
And sleep’s dark shadows cradle us
till Sun wakes up the sky.
Blessings be with you this day,
with happiness in your heart.
And may you find a sweet success
in ev’rything you start!
I think that I would like to go
and check out life in Mexico.
I wonder if ‘twould be more fun
to live somewhere that
has some sun.
I wonder how a day would be
that wasn’t chilled with rain.
I wonder if that heat and glare
could be a royal pain.
I’m ‘fraid that I am meant to live
in dark and damp and cold,
and struggle on eternally
with wetness and with mold.
My cats sit, waiting, patient…
sitting silent at my feet…
reminding me not to forget:
they mainly like to eat.
My cats wake in the morning
and they wait around my feet,
in poised anticipation of
how soon they’ll get to eat.
A bit of apple butter
is quite tasty on my bread.
I’m sure that some folks may
prefer a modern spread instead.
But plain old apple butter
is a special treat for me…
the kind that’s made on top
the stove with apples from one’s tree.
Walk softly on the earth today.
Speak gently in the wind.
And let this ailing planet know
in you it has a friend.
I think that I would like to go
down South and visit Mexico.
I’d like to frolic in the sun,
bask in the heat, and have some fun.
I’d like to use my Spanish skills.
I’d leave behind the worry pills.
I’d find a splashy place to swim
and leave behind the Dark and Dim.
The Great Northwest has lots to see
but Mexico looks good to me!
My candle burns for those who sit
in sterile waiting rooms—
fearing, hoping, dreading,
anxious ‘bout the news that looms.
My candle burns for those who wait
and wonder what to do.
My candle burns for families.
My candle burns for you.
May this whole day go well for you.
May ev’rything be right.
May happiness mark ev’ry step
from morning till this night.