Aug 22, 2017

Here's to the teachers in the crowded rooms
Here's to the workers in the fields
Here's to the preachers of the sacred words

Here`s to you and me

let the day begin.
 A day when truth and righteousness flows like a river


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The movies don't always cried out meaning.

Sometimes when the Rock, the Art form, cries out inferred messages they make great sense becoming a vehicle for implying a value or a virtue...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"