Thank God for grandbabies
And things that draw people together
Like hot pot-luck Sundays
And parades through nice weather
Praise him for fall football
For plump cheerleaders and lousy bands
Grateful to have played a part
This world still wobbling in his hands
Echos through the stadium
Forbid it inconvenience our ears
Or upset our equilibrium
What's been granted us all these years
'Voice of One' @ Jerry Buckley
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