My ambition in life
Is to live you see,
And be just what God
would have me be.
I love my children, oh, so much.
I love them better than tongue can tell
But I love them and let them be,
Some day they will make me proud, you see.
Dear children, in all the years gone by
I can not say but this,
That you have been my stay in life
Something akin to bliss.
May day is coming
When all will be gay,
‘Twil be fun and frolic
All the live, long day.
Can a spider fly?
Now I wonder why.
If not. How do they get so very high?
And swing their webs, from tree to tree,
Autumn again is here
The best time of the year
There's joy in the fleecy clouds
There's joy in the sky.
There's joy in a fishing trip
Even tho the babies cry.
While through this vale of isles we roam
Beneath the blue of a welcome dome,
We can only marvel, at the miracles wrought
Through natures lessons, that are daily taught.
The golden summer's waning
Late flowers weave and nod,
The golden skies are fading
Who changes them? Our God.
I cannot think of
My friends as dead,
Who walk with me