I hear the wind chimes,
dancing and playing in the wind,
Their song soothes my soul.
I hear the wind chimes,
dancing and playing in the wind,
Their song soothes my soul.
The day had been hot,
The sun beat down
I gave it all I got
Digging the hard ground.
It’s a ritual of the living.
We set aside a time to remember.
First, those who have fallen
defending freedom.
Then the others.
Dear friend,
I know when we get together
there is no holding back
we can talk forever.
You said,
“I’ve got to go now.
There are lessons you
will learn
and must learn
when I’m gone.
It’s time for you to grow.
But it will be alright, child,
it will be alright.
You will be alright, child,
you will be alright.”
My grandma always said,
“I’ve got two feet on the ground,
“I can do anything anyone can do.”
She barely stood five feet
though she claimed five-two.