The wind is in the willow,
………..A chill is in the breeze
The babes are in the nest and
…………Rest safely as you please !
The wind is in the willow,
………..A chill is in the breeze
The babes are in the nest and
…………Rest safely as you please !
Slowly, slowly, as years unwind
What kind of future shall we find,
Where are the endless ways we’ve lost
And who is left to count the cost
Oh foolish ones of no context
Please tell us what will be the next !
I wish, I wish that I could be
The angel topper on the tree
All white and glittering with gold
So shiny-faced and rather old
Kept in a box almost a year
Until each Christmas time draws near.
For soon shall be unpacking time
A need to cleanup last year’s grime
And freshen up our Christmas best
To help showoff all of the rest !
There’s a wall rises by the sea
That resonates past treachery
With fountains, trees and marble cold
And names to last through eons old.
Remembering this is our choice
Our dead shall never lose their voice
But cry aloud so all should hear
There’ll be no tyrant here to fear
This is our home twill ever be
Land of the brave forever free !
. ( TO HONOR THIS DAY )