How I’d like to think we’re all the same
That we all possess the selfsame aim
That our instincts tell us what’s correct
And the principles we must expect,
That we live our lives in manner strong
In a place in which respect belongs,
That we honor truth and liberty
In a world wherein all men are free !
The lonesome whistle of the train
Keeps singing to my tired brain
The trip is long and nears its end
I’m ever weary, oh my friend
And what if we should never die
How could we then embrace goodbye ?
When I was but a little child
And life was newer, sweeter, mild
My mother taught me many things
About the joy that kindness brings
And why respect’s a two way street
When often strangers chance to meet
The earth is precious needing care
With trust the virtue all must share !
There was a man that I used to know
He was my gardener long ago
A man of honor and good intent
Who said exactly just what he meant.
True, I knew he was a man of God
And back in those days that was not odd
He went about his work with great ease
His goal in life was to help and please.
A kindly man full of deep respect
Not an inch of ground did he neglect
His parting words I can still recall
They never changed, no not once at all.
He taught me a lesson that does survive
” See you tomorrow, if I be alive ” !
THANK YOU, JOHN ATANASIO !
Have we remembered to say “Thank You”
For all of the kindness that You do
And for the blessings that we receive
Like words of wisdom which we believe.
At times this old world is harsh and crude
And by action, arrogant and rude
Somehow folks assume they make the rules
While the balance of us are all fools.
How sad to think that this is the way
That most of our world reacts today
Let us pray that God does comprehend
And helps us to find some happy end !
I pine for you my precious child
You weathered life both harsh and mild
When you were young you were so sweet
You truly were your mommy’s treat.
An angel child from heaven sent
Where helping others was your bent
Along the way your life it changed
Your ideas all, how far they ranged.
From deep sea diving to the ice
You did it all and made it nice
Good husband, father, brother too
Your great big world was fond of you.
You never lost your faith in God
Especially when life got hard
We’ll pray that God is there for you
And that His love will follow through !
It matters not where you are from
The lower class or high income,
The price has always been the same
A sense of honor, your good name !
Respect for elders, kindly deeds
Concern for others and their needs
The fact that truth is scoring high
Why would another tell a lie ?
If words are all that one has got
What else is there if one is not ?
Tis sad to note that common man
Has more to hide than less to plan
God knows us all and what we do
No secrets here, not me, not you!
