Saturday, January 12, 2019

Come on in

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  1. The horizon fixed us with its green, green
    Sight into seeing the day. Found my heart
    Hearing the over and under play of being
    Off-beat, into and out of the shared dream.
    O! green green is our grief at play,
    Its darkest hue of blue a blossom.
    Green, green is our garden of joy
    Whose weeping in wonder alive
    Kisses each memory in passing.
    I live to hear the bright new song!