Hey Mr. Sun don't you hurry away.
Why must you always retreat with the day.
Who is the man who lives on the moon?
I'd like to ask him not to light it too soon
Tonight.........
A simple poem, written by a teenager in simpler times. I composed it years ago when my young nephew continuously bombarded me with questions I had no answers for. I used to sing it to him on my hard earned Matrix round back acoustic guitar, out of tune and off key. Eventually he learned the words and sang along, never seeming to notice or care that I hadn't really answered any of his questions.
Why do the rivers flow down to the sea?
Where does the wind go when it passes me?
Why can't I fly like a bird?
I wonder why can't I breath like a fish down under the sea?
The words were later sung to sooth my own babies to sleep. My babies... They have all grown up and today the song takes on a whole new meaning.
And they're just questions on their minds,
You know they're asking all the time.
What can you tell an innocent child
About life?
What can you tell anyone about life?
That you cherish it. That you protect it.
And that it does go on.
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Zachary flies home on October 1st. I can't wait. I have missed my intellectual son. This shall probably only be a visit since he has decided to stay with the company for a bit longer in order to achieve some of his future goals. That's okay, I'll take what I can get, starting with a big hug! My baby is growing up... Yay! (sniff, sniff, sigh!) I keep fussing about how I can't wait till they're all out of the house, but dang, I love my Oompas to pieces.
Uh oh, I feel a chocolate truffle and Corona moment coming on! (Something tells me I'm going to have a lot of those moments in the months to come, thank goodness for good friends like you!)
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10 comments:
Now you've gone and made me cry. I wish that we could all turn back the hands of time. Sweet song btw. Wish it was going differently for you right now.
Traci
they grow up and move on but they will always be little in our hearts:) have a good week and eat chocolate and have a beer for me
Deb
Oh I am so happy that Zachary is coming home for a visit!!! That is great that he has the opportunity to continue with this job... he must be happy with it, and Florida. I am sorry that it is so far from you though.
I loved your poem/song. It made me teary eyed. Life is too short, and so precious.
be well,
Dawn
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Great song, Dorn! It would be nice to have all the answers....but then, what would we wonder about?!
Enjoy your visit with Zachary! If he made it through a Florida summer, he's gonna LOVE the winter!!
Take care,
:) Carol
Sweet song for a sweet nephew and then your own. The years go too fast, too fast. Zach's visit will be great for you all!
I'm sure when your son comes home, there will be lots of hugs.
Missie
love your poem. i know you'll enjoy your visit with your son, i only wish it could be longer. (((dorn)))
gina
Beautiful words...
xoxo ~Myra
And they're just questions on their minds,
You know they're asking all the time.
What can you tell an innocent child
About life?
What can you tell anyone about life?
That you cherish it. That you protect it.
And that it does go on.
That was beautiful and so well written....Gawd I just totally missed the blogs on aol. Its so good to be back!
tressa
It's hard to believe he is grown up enough to be away so long...I can't let Mandy out of my sight that long, and here she is wanting to get married this year...
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