| It’s Me Well it’s me again, My Friends Still here on this land Trying to hang-in Let’s take a walk in the rain Cool off this hot sand Watch out for the mosquitoes Run, Hide, yet be Bold Climb a tree top, bounce around in mid air Ring the bell or knock, who cares? I do even when singing my blues I do Love you, God I think of you, God While watching the squirrels run by The doves screech and fly past Saying “Hi” Yes, it’s me, people I don’t mean to be so cold sing people, sing Your hair is turning gray, But the grass is green I just want to say one thing.. Please Dream! © Patricia R. Frye July 7, 2002 Back............Next * |