April 3, 1996 – Wednesday – 2:35 p.m.

The sun shone bright today

One may think winter’s gone away

But I know this land and it’s kin

It will no doubt grow cold again

The summer draws much closer

It will be different than the others were

I pray this land will be kind

And bring a woman who’s not blind

Wishful thinking I know

Looking for grass, but there’s only snow

All I have is a teddy bear

And it’s buyer seems not to care

Frost says Nothing Gold Stays

Truth in his understanding ways

Journeying through life hurts at times

On a stage, forgetting my lines

But I’ve learned of a love

It demands both my soul and love

He’s had a nail hammered through his hand

So he knows how it feels to live in this land


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