If Tears Make You Brave Poem by gregory collins
If Tears Make You Brave
If tears make you brave, whose side are you on. There
must be some way for a shaking fist to describe hands
held together in prayer. I mean when we were young,
to change forever, meant to be free. But now, don't ask me
why, but if i knew all the answers, i would make you wait
around like the sky: that only once, gave no resistance to
the sunrise. Because i keep on looking to change a
single tear into at least a puddle. I keep asking myself,
what keeps you here on earth with your head up in the
stars. The fact that in your heart i don't really mind taking
my time. That maybe i should have stayed in bed with you
until your dreaming was my every beginning; Until our
only chance is to make a list of things about how this world
is so cruel. Then keep those secrets just out of reach, like
the deep song of roots, remembers each leaf that was sent
spring nourishment to touch the reason why: To prop our feet
up upon the uncut clouds from the last kiss of the sky, and just
ride the merry-go-round of our souls; cause we are too young to fly.
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4/23/2024 7:53:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
ooh gregory collins... you just set me off again.... tis stuck in my head contagious.. 'Did you think I would leave you dying.. When there's room on my horse for two...Climb up here...' WW1… 90years ago… I loved singing this Rolf Harris song when I was little… I sung it to myself this morning – but it just made me cry… Two little boys had two little toys Each had a wooden horse Gaily they played each summer's day Warriors both of course One little chap then had a mishap Broke off his horse's head Wept for his toy then cried with joy As his young playmate said Did you think I would leave you crying When there's room on my horse for two Climb up here Jack and don't be crying I can go just as fast with two When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys And I wonder if we'll remember When we were two little boys Long years had passed, war came so fast Bravely they marched away Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd Wounded and dying lay Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out Out from the ranks so blue Gallops away to where Joe lay Then came a voice he knew Did you think I would leave you dying When there's room on my horse for two Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying I can go just as fast with two Did you say Joe I'm all a-tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys Do you think I would leave you dying There's room on my horse for two Climb up here Joe, we'll soon by flying Back to the ranks so blue Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys (Morse - Madden arr. Braden) H. Darewski Music / EMI / Redwood Music (P) 1969 Cond. Alan Braden - Produced by Mickey Clarke