These Faces
These faces before me Warm and happy,
We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.
These faces before me Warm and happy,
Acorn, acorn Do you worry
As the coffee was brewing I learned from a book
Sometimes things surprise you.
The ax is already Laying
Oh! Like leaves we touch, we learn. Now and forever we know the story. As winter calls, we will starve But dance will keep us warm.
Doldrums: A period of stagnation or slump
Doldrums: A period of stagnation or slump
by Rudyard Kipling
They are made, not born