Grandma's Rose One day when I was searching
Through my childhood souvenirs,
I found a tiny little seed
From my Grandma so dear.
Spring Is Coming I saw a little willow tree
Dancing in the breeze,
To the harmony of song birds,
And the buzzing of the bees.
How Long Has It Been How long has it been in your rush through life,
Since you stopped to gaze at the stars?
To look at the universe
In search of Venus and Mars?